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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Let the wild rumpus start!

I want to wear a wolf suit and make mischief of one kind and another.



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Culture Addict, Food Snob, Aspiring Career Woman.

Favours dirty techno above any other music. Likes to feign shock at outlandish schemes but secretly loves all things wild.
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Window shopping solves everything

Holly Golightly: You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Paul Varjak: The mean reds, you mean like the blues?
Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
Paul Varjak: Sure.
Holly Golightly: Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!
 
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