Romy Schneider in Die Halbzarte (1958)
Françoise Hardy. Photos by Jean-Marie Périer
Do you think it’s really mean,
That I’m only on the scene,
‘Cause I want a little danger, boy?
Well, x-x-o, but I told you so.
Jean Shrimpton, 1968. Photo Richard Avedon
"I paint myself because I am often alone and I am the subject I know best."
— Frida Kahlo
Photo by Guillermo Davila, 1929.
Michelle Dockery photographed by Emma Summerton for Vogue Italia (December 2013)
Twiggy photographed by Bert Stern for Vogue, 1967.
From being created in his likeness to being banished from wanting to be too much like him, we were cast out and the Garden of Eden transformed into the garden of evil. Los Angeles. The city of angels, the land of gods and monsters. The in between realm where only the choices made from your freewill will decide your soul’s final fate. Some poets called it the entrance to the underworld, but on some summer nights it could feel like paradise. Paradise lost.
He was the king of the town
With a crown that would never fall
A heart like a bass that would beat for his baby doll
Mind like a diamond, an unimitable song
That’s my baby