OF BOOKSHELVES AND RECORD CABINETS

I'm a published poet and short story author where music and books were the load bearing walls of my childhood. This led to a love of movies, anything from Bogart to Clooney. My heros are Margaret Atwood, Hugh Laurie, and The Beatles. I was lucky enough to have met Ms. Atwood, taught by Thomas Lux, and to have heard Drake Bell play his own music and cover The Beatles three times. My name is Veronica. Let's get passionate.

hellogiggles:

I suppose people could blame me for ending Audrey Hepburn’s career. She knew her potential. If she had kept working, the parts were there for her, and her success professionally would have continued at a high level for years. But she wanted to be with her family. She wanted a private life. And she couldn’t bear the thought that she might fail as a mother. It was too important to her.

I remember her long hair, her bare feet, which as a little boy I often caressed while she put her makeup on. Whenever she had to go to a dinner or a cocktail party, she would always say, “Oh, if only I could only stay home and eat in the kitchen with you.” 

I remember school days, cramming for exams for which she probably fretted more than I did. She would test me before bed and again in the morning, waking up with a sort of sleepy head  only adults enjoy. I remember her elation at good grades, her support and positiveness for the “not so good ones”. I remember sleepovers on weekends, when we would chat with the lights out, during those precious few moments before one falls asleep. We would talk about feelings and plans and people and things, but in that way that is specific to that darkness, like two souls suspended. 

I am often asked what it was like to have a famous mother. I always answer that I don’t know. I knew her first as my mother and then as my best friend. She wanted to be a mother very much so when she had the opportunity, she did it to the fullest extent of the law. Audrey Hepburn’s son, Sean Hepburn Ferrer +

Well this made us cry :)

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rpssstourdiary:

Vinyl junkies…

rpssstourdiary:

Vinyl junkies…

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Big Driver is on Lifetime tonight. The combination of Joan Jett and Stephen King….is gonna be bitchin’. 


 Robert Plant photographed by Neal Preston, 1975.

I just like to remind everyone that two weeks ago I briefly meet, then listened to this man sing, and while he sang I stood at a weird angle in the front row, just 7 feet away from him, and put my head down on the railing, closed my eyes and that I have never done that before in my life. My hip still hurts, but I was transported. I don’t know what can top that night….but I know nothing can bring it down. PS…if you ever get heavy, heavy karma about whether or not to do something, listen to the karma. Trust me…

Robert Plant photographed by Neal Preston, 1975.

I just like to remind everyone that two weeks ago I briefly meet, then listened to this man sing, and while he sang I stood at a weird angle in the front row, just 7 feet away from him, and put my head down on the railing, closed my eyes and that I have never done that before in my life. My hip still hurts, but I was transported. I don’t know what can top that night….but I know nothing can bring it down. PS…if you ever get heavy, heavy karma about whether or not to do something, listen to the karma. Trust me…

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diamte:

Mom goals

diamte:

Mom goals

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'Bring your fucking earplugs.' 

'Bring your fucking earplugs.' 

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louxosenjoyables:

classicladiesofcolor:

Singer Ella Fitzgerald performing at Mr. Kelly’s nightclub, 1958.
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always.

If you haven’t listened to her recording of “Someone To Watch Over Me,” you haven’t lived yet. Do it.

louxosenjoyables:

classicladiesofcolor:

Singer Ella Fitzgerald performing at Mr. Kelly’s nightclub, 1958.

[Christine on Flickr]

always.

If you haven’t listened to her recording of “Someone To Watch Over Me,” you haven’t lived yet. Do it.

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theshirtlesslifter:

I feel like this line of the song is extremely underrated. 

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"What are your two names, yours is?" ….whaaaat????? At least he understood. "Shy boy, shy boy,"~ Keith Richards.

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