Day 89: A bride without a head: A wolf without a foot

A migrain had me in bed, missing work, until four in the afternoon, with the blessed side affect of finding me awake for late-night television. Moonstruck is on. I haven't watched it for years. It was always one of my favourites. On so many levels. Now you can add vintage eighties fashion as another. From Moonstruck I got Dean Martin, as Harolf and Maude gave me Cat Stevens. From Moonstruck, my love for Cher and Nicholas Cage (although his aging process, not gracefully taken, has made the edges of that love rough). Those red sequined shoes, that huge buttery moon that brings woman to man, the twin towers still in the skyline. What fabulous characters; what fabulous lines. 'I ain't no monument to justice! I lost my hand, I lost my bride. Johnny has his hand, Johnny has his bride. You want me to take my heartache, put it away and forget?' (Drama queen). And: 'Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know this either, but love don't make things nice—it ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect, the stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and to love the wrong people and die. The story books are bullshit. Now I want you to come upstairs with me and get in my bed!' And in the end, when everything is upside down and as near perfect as you could hope, and the grandfather is crying, Cosmo asks 'What's up Pop?', and he says 'I'm so confused.' It is such an odd movie. Do yourself a favour, watch it again, for the lines, for the family, for the love, and definitely for the huge shoulder silhouettes and the huge hair!

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Had to sew my pink flower back onto one of those shoes today for the shoot. It reminds me I love sewing, except in some circumstances when I dislike it intensly (no logic). And I prefer hand-sewing. These two dresses, here and here, are handsewn. There is something exciting about doing a whole project by hand. I wish I could do more of it. Also started knitting a little more again—in the attempt to get this blog and its associated projects finished. Mmmm. How on earth can I get myself more time in ways that don't involve becoming more organised (makes me feel trapped). I really should play lotto. Then I could win it. And that may solve the problem somewhat. As long as I can take my knitting away with me, as I will probably be travelling a lot. New solution, new dilemma.

The Outfit Dress: Metallicus, retail, worn before Top: River Island, retail Jacket: Op-shopped, Laura Ashley Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Lady Passion'

Photographer de Jour: B——

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