Louise: Part I

So in honor of finishing 'Act One' of the Barry Paris Louise Brooks biography I'm currently reading (300 pages thus far), I've decided to share a

beautiful quote known to be the favorite of her mother Myra Rude Brooks--avant-garde philosopher, pianist, and literate extraordinaire.
I was going to wait until I had finished the book entirely to begin unlocking its characters and history, but half way seems milestone enough to start the
cumbersome yet gratifying process.

Graphic Art by Bill Brauker

the piano.

My new favorite song.

pocahontas.

So Lyssa totally called it when she picked out that Native American spirit pouch for me in Vegas...


Regard her fashion trend clairvoyance:

my first polyvore: edible accessories.

;]



clockwise from top left: Takashimaya Banana Macaron Ring; Cotton Candy Toothpicks,
Petit Four Lip Balm, Peanut Butter and Jelly Pouch, Yum Yum Mini Earrings--All Fred Flare; Egg Coin Purse...I wish I knew.

this is getting ridiculous.

So this whole working at a wedding magazine thing is giving me waaaaay too many ideas for my nuptials that don't even exist

...yet.

I want them to do my dessert bar...

Sweet & Saucy


them to do my flowers...

Visual Lyrics


and them to do my cake.

Sweet Heather Anne


oh dear..

royally__remarkable.

So this was the immaculately illustrated blueprint for Margot Tenenbaum's bedroom.
Note the bearded mask and the IBM electric typewriter.
Those Andersons are great.

And I really want my bed in a turret.


by Eric Chase Anderson

It wasn't until after I posted those pictures that I realized another common theme...

death.

-Copeland
-Elliott Smith
-my blonde hair
-Harmony

It's been a strange day..

b&w

So, just came across some black and whites I've collected over the years.






Eat, Sleep, Repeat album art.






me...long ago.
photo credit: Rach.


rest in peace, harmony.

bullet.

"I fell in love in the front seat of your car.

The road was shorter than it looked
Like ten years and two more.
And I held the boy closer than was safe.
Take what you want from me,
I'm not afraid to turn around
To see you by my side.
Hey, I felt pretty when they turned out the light.
I didn't know just what was going on.
When all my guts were telling me to run
I stuck around when I should have been
There with you.
Now after all that we lost,

I swear I'll never let go.

You and I both are nothing but thieves...
We take what we want when we need.
I had a chance for a better life,
But all that I've known is to
Run, run, run, from the devil in disguise
Like a bullet, a bullet, a bullet into the night.
We are the last generation of hope,

And I wouldn't mind if
Together we died alone.

I was 21 when I lost control.
I took my hands off the wheel;
Wheel it spun on its own.
And I lost so much of what I loved.
Take what you want from me,
I'm not afraid to turn around
To see you by my side.
And I felt pretty when they turned out the light.
I didn't know just what was going on.
When all my guts were telling me to run
I stuck around when I should have been
There with you.
Now after all that we lost,

I swear I'll never let go.

You and I both are nothing but thieves...
We take what we want when we need.
I had a chance for a better life,
But all that I've known is to
Run, run, run, from the devil in disguise
Like a bullet, a bullet, a bullet into the night.
We are the last generation of hope,
And I wouldn't mind if
Together we died alone.

I said, 'As long as you're here then, together I can die alone.'"

away.

So as much as I hate Skype sometimes...


...I really love it.








him too.