The French’est Man in the World.
Well, he is, isn’t he?
Sam, who I have been friends with for almost 20 years now, came to Los Angeles in 2009 for her annual West Coast visit. The only difference between this trip and every other time she’d come to stay, was that this time she was 6 months pregnant with her first, and only, child.
We were out to brunch one morning just before she was due to fly back to NY and she was completely preoccupied. She wanted a stethoscope. She wanted to hear her baby’s heart beating. I learned this was something she had come accustomed to doing back home and her need to hear her baby’s heartbeat seemed to completely overwhelm her in this moment.
I really wanted to help but it was a Sunday, where were we going to find a stethoscope? I would have taken her to a Dr’s office just to calm her nerves but none would be open at that time. Then I remembered a small mom & pop pharmacy on the street where we were eating but I didn’t think it would be open (or even know if they would sell those kind of medical supplies).
Alas, they were. And they did.
“Certainly paradise, whatever, wherever it be, contains flaws. (Paradisical flaws, if you like.) If it did not, it would be incapable of drawing the hearts of men or angels.”
― Henry Miller, Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch
Bucharest, Romania
La Planète des Singes
Lunch break at Zombie High
Public displays of affection.
Making out during the loudest song.
Los Angeles, April 26, 2013
Alice Glass is dancing
Crystal Castles at The Hollywood Palladium
April 26, 2013
Two Corners of my house
