as a response to madison's threatening blog title, i have appeared at her home with the Royal Tenenbaums in hand, courtesy of Michael Carrady because I , shockingly enough, don't own the film. After hours of relentlessly sobbing and wishing we were fashun modelz for steven meisel, we have sat down (laid down) to watch it.Oh, as a little note to Wes Anderson, way to put Elliott Smith as the background to the scene where the character kills himself. Appropriate, hm?
I still adore you, ever since 7th grade when my old history teacher used to play Seu Jorge and Bowie while we took tests. Perhaps that's why I always associate the Russian Revolution with pseudo-Jacques Cousteau and Willem Dafoe whining. Ehrm..
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