A feast for your eyes.

Dec 01, 2005 10:36

So it has been officially agreed that Whitni was born into the wrong era. She should have been a starlet in the 1930's and 40's. She could have been classy and timeless.

Or a drunken wash out.

She would have made movies with Cary Grant and James Stewart and Humphrey Bogart and had love affairs with powerful men who bought only the best Champagne.

She would have died a tragic death in a speeding car or train derailment and they would make a made for tv movie about it in the 90's.

Oh well... We can't have it all.

Now I'm going to spend more time with my unproductive spare block.
Maybe write a poem about something of no consequence.

Or not.
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