a blog about a girl who left where she was from; about the secret magic things in life (ie: food,music,art,wine,dapper men, academia,weekend treks).
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
She is at the moment among the most dishiest girls I’ve ever seen. The most. I mean dishiest.
Richard Burton's diary entries about Elizabeth Taylor. In all their glory. One minute they loathe each other, the next they can't keep their hands off each other. As sick as it sounds, I quite like that dynamic. How exciting....
After reading the entries, I suspect many of these fits of rage were fueled by lots of alcohol, not simply their already tempestuousness relationship. I am almost convinced they were lovers in a past life that found each other again simply because the fighting was too thrilling to resist. Only someone with preternatural memories from a past life could find this soul mate again and marry them (and divorce them) twice.
Some favorite quotes from these secret entries:
2 June 1965
Rose [at] 10 o’clock but weather dull. Had a good row with Burt [Elizabeth Taylor] and accused her, among other things, of lousy taste. She accused me among other things of snobbery. I said the only thing we had in common was Yahtsee. I forgot some other things.
10 January 1967
I am madly “in love” with her at the moment, as distinct from always loving her, and want to make love to her every minute but alas it is not possible for a couple of days. She’ll have trouble walking in a couple or three days.
30 July 1967 – Taormina
She is at the moment among the most dishiest girls I’ve ever seen. The most. I mean dishiest.
We worked from seven last night to approx four this morning. […] Elizabeth has gone off to work and “test” costumes. She should be back before I leave I hope. After seven or is it eight years I still miss her if she goes to the bathroom.
19 November 1968 – Paris
Famed as we are, rich as we are, courted and insulted as we are, overpaid as we are, centre of a great deal of attention as we are, [we] are not bored or blasé. We are not envious. We are merely lucky.
I have been inordinately lucky all my life but the greatest luck of all has been Elizabeth. She has turned me into a moral man but not a prig, she is a wildly exciting lover-mistress, she is shy and witty, she is nobody’s fool, she is a brilliant actress, she is beautiful beyond the dreams of pornography, she can be arrogant and wilful, she is clement and loving, Dulcis Imperatrix, she is Sunday’s child, she can tolerate my impossibilities and my drunkenness, she is an ache in the stomach when I am away from her, and she loves me!
2 October 1969 – Geneva
When we came out of the Musée des Beaux Arts the cab driver had vanished, but he returned a few minutes later having very sweetly bought a single rose for Elizabeth. Somewhere between [then] and dinner, brooding set in. Between long silences deadly insults were hurled. At one point E knowing I was in a state of nastiness said to me: “Come on Richard, hold my hand.” Me: “I do not wish to touch your hands. They are large and ugly and red and masculine.” Or words to that effect.
This morning E said that I really must get her the 69-carat ring to make her ugly big hands look smaller and less ugly! Nobody turns insults to her advantage more swiftly or more cleverly than Lady Elizabeth.
You can read more juicy bits here:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/9544243/Richard-Burton-Diaries-Elizabeth-is-an-eternal-one-night-stand.html
The Witch of Portobello
“You can’t want to be happy, because that’s too easy and too boring. You
can’t want only love, because that’s impossible. What do you want? You
want to justify your life, to live it as intensely as possible. That is
at the same time a trap and a source of ecstasy.” - The Witch of
Portobello, By Pauolo Coelho.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
random thoughts this week
there is such a thing as too many pine nuts.
any major project or goal in life that is worth doing will eventually break you down, make you cry and then save you. if you avoid hard work or blood/sweat/tears, you probably didn't do anything too special. if you do this project or goal solely for the purpose of money, the universe will screw you.
it's best in life to have a strong bullshit detector. especially with men at bars.
i do have a cap on how old i date. i am willing to lower that cap, but not raise it. men get grumpy and nasty looking when they get old. even Harrison Ford gets nasty eventually. And he was hot to begin w/ and he still got nasty!!!
no one cares about the Kardashians except for the media.
no one cares about the war in the middle east besides corporations. no one gives a shit how many people continue to die over there, except for the relatives of the honorable men and women serving the country. But I come back to the same question - at this point, what are they serving for? Both presidential candidates plan to stay in Afghanistan for at least two more years.
I don't want to vote for either political party. both physically sicken me for different reasons. i will vote, but most likely write someone (Prince, Colbert?) in or choose the green or libertarians or something.
I have crushes on people i will never speak to. One is an arrogant married man on the bus, the other is a Spanish professor that comes out of his office at the exact time (w/out fail) i head to and from work every day. What if someone i don't notice has a crush on me and will never tell me about it? i think everyone needs a permanent fantasy. once you get it, it's lost the luster.
I'm started to get published. it feels good.
As much as i try, i cannot resist the joy i get from listening to British people being interviewed or talking to an audio device in general. I wish i wasn't that American woman cliche, but i am. I like other accents too, i just don't hear them as much.
Freaking out isn't helpful. it just slows everything down. Same with crying.
I haven't had a TV in three years. I don't miss it.
I really really really miss the season of fall.
I have everything, yet I'm still restless. What do you call that?
Here are my favorite quotes from the week - the last one has rocked my world (!):
any major project or goal in life that is worth doing will eventually break you down, make you cry and then save you. if you avoid hard work or blood/sweat/tears, you probably didn't do anything too special. if you do this project or goal solely for the purpose of money, the universe will screw you.
it's best in life to have a strong bullshit detector. especially with men at bars.
i do have a cap on how old i date. i am willing to lower that cap, but not raise it. men get grumpy and nasty looking when they get old. even Harrison Ford gets nasty eventually. And he was hot to begin w/ and he still got nasty!!!
no one cares about the Kardashians except for the media.
no one cares about the war in the middle east besides corporations. no one gives a shit how many people continue to die over there, except for the relatives of the honorable men and women serving the country. But I come back to the same question - at this point, what are they serving for? Both presidential candidates plan to stay in Afghanistan for at least two more years.
I don't want to vote for either political party. both physically sicken me for different reasons. i will vote, but most likely write someone (Prince, Colbert?) in or choose the green or libertarians or something.
I have crushes on people i will never speak to. One is an arrogant married man on the bus, the other is a Spanish professor that comes out of his office at the exact time (w/out fail) i head to and from work every day. What if someone i don't notice has a crush on me and will never tell me about it? i think everyone needs a permanent fantasy. once you get it, it's lost the luster.
I'm started to get published. it feels good.
As much as i try, i cannot resist the joy i get from listening to British people being interviewed or talking to an audio device in general. I wish i wasn't that American woman cliche, but i am. I like other accents too, i just don't hear them as much.
Freaking out isn't helpful. it just slows everything down. Same with crying.
I haven't had a TV in three years. I don't miss it.
I really really really miss the season of fall.
I have everything, yet I'm still restless. What do you call that?
Here are my favorite quotes from the week - the last one has rocked my world (!):
Monday, September 10, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
what Mary and Joseph did.
So Marry me, John
Marry me, John I'll be so good to you
You won't realize I'm gone
You won't realize I'm gone
As for me I have to agree I'm as fickle as a paper doll
being kicked by the wind when I touch down again I'll be in someone else's arms
Oh, John c'mon we'll do what married people do,
Oh, John c'mon we'll do what Mary and Joseph did .... without the kid.
Marry me, John I'll be so good to you
You won't realize I'm gone
You won't realize I'm gone
As for me I have to agree I'm as fickle as a paper doll
being kicked by the wind when I touch down again I'll be in someone else's arms
Oh, John c'mon we'll do what married people do,
Oh, John c'mon we'll do what Mary and Joseph did .... without the kid.
In the pie shop.
"i had my fingers in too many pies. there were too many flavors. i started to not recognize any of them - strawberry or blackberry, vanilla or chocolate - and had to wash my hands."
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