Stealing Beauty : sometimes I can’t help myself…


…and I slip into a fantasy which at this point is over twenty years old. In this fantasy I’m in Italy, sharing a wall with an ailing man, stuffed to the gills with experience and real-life romance…in this fantasy I am living Bertolucci’s Stealing Beauty.

I feel so lucky to have had the sense of mind to seek out experiences which have echoed the qualities of this film – or at least I’ll die knowing I truly tried (peaceful inner smile). This slow roll down yellow hay hills, overstuffed artists living out a fantasy in homes on the brink of destruction by ‘progress’, you know the good stuff. Glad today for music, and timeless style, and endless possibility.

XO

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One response to “Stealing Beauty : sometimes I can’t help myself…

  1. i must watch this film! its in the que now. also love john lee hooker-thanks for posting that:)

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