Sunday, October 18, 2009

sunday night.

ah, im finally reading breakfast at tiffanys and gosh, now im dying to be holly golightly* such class, such elegance, such an amazing black dress:

"it was a warm evening, nearly summer, and she wore a slim cool black dress, black sandals and a pearl choker. for all her chic thinness, she had an almost breakfast cereal air of health, a soap and lemon cleanness, a rough pink darkening in the cheeks. Her mouth was large, her nose upturned. A pair of dark glasses blotted out her eyes."

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