More pictures I can’t control myself from saving! Enjoy, reader!
Marlene Dietrich at the funeral of her good friend, my beloved Édith Piaf. It would have been amazing to wander through Père Lachaise with all the other mourners, wailing over our Édith.
Oh, please come true! I’d pass out. I’ll campaign for her. I’ll make phone calls. I’ll bother people with emails. I’ll dry clean her pantsuits. I’ll take Bill out to dinner so that she can work on the campaign. I’ll do anything!
This is my dream home. Well, one of my dream homes. I’ve always known that someday I’ll have a chateau of some kind. It’ll probably be in the English countryside. I’ve not yet explored the French country, which I’m ashamed of. I need to do that. Perhaps next year when I’m in Paris?
Me, all the time.
Gloria Swanson in the ruins of a stunning movie palace that showed one of her premieres. She was magnificent!
Lions are such beautiful creatures! I was so glad to hear that there is now another foundation working to protect them.
If Martha wrote me a note, I’d just die. If I went to Skylands, I’d die! Why haven’t I met Martha, yet? I just don’t understand why she hasn’t adopted me.
ME.
Why’d you have to go break my heart, Zayn? You don’t have to marry that woman. I know you think she makes you happy…but it’s an illusion. How can you have forgotten that special night in Vegas when we met? It was August the sixth, we were surrounded by screaming preteens. You wore an attractive grey shirt and jeans, but I wasn’t looking at them. I was looking deep into your eyes as you gazed into mine, taking my breath away. I’ll wait for you.
Also me.
Me on the weekends with a lovely gin and tonic. I refrain from smoking. I like the smell of cigarettes, but don’t really want anything to do with them.
Shimmying with Dolly would be a dream come true. We’d sing “Jolene” and talk about her boobs and she’d make me cry by singing me “Me and Little Andy” then lift my spirits by singing “White Limozeen.” Oh, what fun we’d have!
Me at work.
What I thought California would be like. Sadly, it wasn’t. Nicole didn’t offer to drink and drive with me when I saw her. I didn’t throw bleach on pool tables. I didn’t twerk up and down Melrose. I just wandered around.
I’d consider this tattoo. I like maps and going places.
Well, I do, so I will. Do you sleep naked? It’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I started when I moved to Paris the first time and I’ve never gone back to being swaddled in pajamas. I can’t do it now. I feel like I’m being suffocated. I live for fashion in the day, but as soon as I’m in my bed…no.
This has happened to me. More times than I can count.
I will have a library just like this in my future home. I’m working on something now. I won’t have an impressive library for years, but still, it’s a goal.
OH MY GOD! I WANT TO PET HIM!
I’d do this if I could find a pair of heels that fit my giant feet.
Why didn’t we do this in high school? It would have been #amazeballs.
DEAD. Nothing is better than kittens!
Me, every day at 3:30.
I don’t know how often I’ve watched this GIF. Zayn dances just like me!
This GIF of Gaga may well be my favorite image of all time. I’ve also done this with doors to shops. Doors to houses. Doors to school. Doors to cars. Why open your own when there are peasants willing and able?
