If you know who you are, there is nothing to prove

It's still so cold. My last two weekends happened to be quite warming up though, either thanks to the forest master hookah or B55 on fire (absinthe + carolans + kahlúa). All week long I stayed under inspiration of Factory Girl, the smoky film in which Sienna Miller as Edie Sedgwick performed simply stunningly. The film is also one of the reasons why I want Andy Warhol's biography to be the next book I'm going to read, just before Marilyn Monroe's and Truman Capote's.

 
Melancholy Sky by Goldfrapp