I happen within a few days: - browse Vogue accessories.
- read Glamorama by Bret Easton Ellis, the art of being able to write hundreds of pages on anything, and be able to give a sense to think about.
-cover points in the case of Sex & theCity, including an abortion that made me cringe a little bit first, then think about how modern morality is now made of pink tulle, with a label attached. However the other day I was again stunned in front of a wall full of posters on the moratorium.
-hear conversations reported by a 'friend that seem to come from the book by Ellis reported above. And I'm not talking about American Psycho so no, the conversations are not on the nail. And even morals. But much in Vogue accessories. And on some designer.
-buy a pair of black patent decollete.
One day someone said to my friend: I do not know why you insist on spending time with her ... it's so frivolous.
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