thehotgentlemen:

.THG.
“I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life..”
Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via constantarrival)

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decordesignreview:

the Tapestry Bedroom at Dyrham ~ bed is 1700 c.

decordesignreview:

the Tapestry Bedroom at Dyrham ~ bed is 1700 c.

lelaid:

Linda Evangelista in The Duchess for Vogue Italia, June 2008

Shot by Steven Meisel

Styled by Andrew Richardson

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“I have read in history how all the defenders of liberty have succumbed under the weight of calumny, but their oppressors have followed them into the grave. The good and the evil alike vanish from this earth, albeit under different circumstances.”
— Maximilien Robespierre in his speech of 8 Thermidor (via crookedsin)

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decordesignreview:

office decorated in Somerset House by Ashley Hicks with red lacquer desk

beardbrand:

Marcelo Burlon, County of Milan, posted by trillaparade

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“Writers may decide that Twitter is too narrow a space—too ephemeral, too rude or self-serving, too muddied by advertising and promotion—to both inspire and host meaningful fiction. Maybe everyone writing there is really still just gunning for a book deal. But I like to think that there is another kind of fiction to be written, the truest expression of the form, which embraces the quotidian nature of Twitter and its movements in real time.”
Ian Crouch on using Twitter as a host for meaningful fiction: http://nyr.kr/1kVjcqO (via newyorker)

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Aymeline Valade as Betty Catroux (YSL’s muse) in 'Saint Laurent' (2014) directed by Bertrand Bonello

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maninpink:

Engineered Garments - SS 2015

maninpink:

Zac Goodman by Leon Lee
“How ashamed most of us would be, if we were reminded of some past behavior, some attitude that we maintained while under the delusion that we were in love—and were loved in return.”
— Francine Prose, Lovers at the Chameleon Club, Paris 1932 (via elesheva)
nprfreshair:

Francine Prose’s latest novel, called Lovers at the Chameleon Club, Paris 1932, was inspired by this photograph and the strange back story of one of the women in it.  Book critic Maureen Corrigan has a review —- 

"Even the most restrained plot summary of Francine Prose’s latest novel sounds like a teaser for a late night Lifetime TV movie. Here goes: In the Paris of the late 1920s, a butch lesbian race car driver named Lou Villars has her license revoked by the French government for daring to dress as a man in public. Lou goes on to become a performer in a risque review at the Chameleon Club, a smoky nightclub where threadbare artists and thrill-seeking aristocrats mingle in the half-light. Hitler rises to power and, through an acquaintance on the old race car circuit, Lou is invited to be his special guest at the 1936 Olympics. There, she’s recruited as spy for Germany. In occupied Paris, she works as a Nazi collaborator and torturer. Late in the war, on a lonely road in the French countryside, Lou Villars receives her just deserts at the hands of the French Resistance.
Whew. That’s a whopper of a tale from a writer who’s known for championing a sophisticated literary style over the more pedestrian pleasures of storytelling.”

You can read the rest of Maureen’s review here. 

surprisingly good novel

nprfreshair:

Francine Prose’s latest novel, called Lovers at the Chameleon Club, Paris 1932, was inspired by this photograph and the strange back story of one of the women in it.  Book critic Maureen Corrigan has a review —- 

"Even the most restrained plot summary of Francine Prose’s latest novel sounds like a teaser for a late night Lifetime TV movie. Here goes: In the Paris of the late 1920s, a butch lesbian race car driver named Lou Villars has her license revoked by the French government for daring to dress as a man in public. Lou goes on to become a performer in a risque review at the Chameleon Club, a smoky nightclub where threadbare artists and thrill-seeking aristocrats mingle in the half-light. Hitler rises to power and, through an acquaintance on the old race car circuit, Lou is invited to be his special guest at the 1936 Olympics. There, she’s recruited as spy for Germany. In occupied Paris, she works as a Nazi collaborator and torturer. Late in the war, on a lonely road in the French countryside, Lou Villars receives her just deserts at the hands of the French Resistance.

Whew. That’s a whopper of a tale from a writer who’s known for championing a sophisticated literary style over the more pedestrian pleasures of storytelling.”

You can read the rest of Maureen’s review here

surprisingly good novel

loverofbeauty:

George Silk:  Surfing in Hawaii  (1950s)