I think I've finally gotten my makeup routine to 10 minutes. Yes, my friends, I can look like a glorified shuck of a human being in a sixth of an hour, flat. No, I'm really not worthy of your applause, really!!
In other news, I'm reuniting with my Italian roots and am exploring the Futurists in context with the state of Italy pre-World War I. It may seem really lame, but nothing gets me more excited than Boccioni's paintings. I suppose it's probably a blessing and a curse that he passed so young during the war; as a friend once said after I had showed her a picture of him chumming with his fellow Futurists, "I love it when they die young".
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| "Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?" Y. |
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