This beautiful picture of models in the recent Chanel show…
They also make pearl bobby pins (Chanel does, that is) and you should buy them for me.
Reminds me of a favorite story of mine, that I once posted here… an excerpt, for your continued enjoyment:
I left town for 6 months, bummed around, came back. I had never forgotten Cass, but we’d had some type of argument and I felt like moving anyhow, and when I got back I figured she’d be gone, but I had been sitting in the West End Bar about 30 minutes when she walked in and sat down next to me.
“Well, bastard, I see you’ve come back.”
I ordered her a drink. Then I looked at her. She had on a high- necked dress. I had never seen her in one of those. And under each eye, driven in, were 2 pins with glass heads. All you could see were the heads of the pins, but the pins were driven down into her face.
“God damn you, still trying to destroy your beauty, eh?”
“No, it’s the fad, you fool.”
“You’re crazy.”
(Charles Bukowski)
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