Friday, April 2, 2010

guess i got to get my shit together

It was refreshing to see her healthy and scrubbed Ivory-soap clean—no smudged mascara or unwashed hair.

She said she was looking for a town house in the city, had started a new regimen of yoga and meditation, and had just returned from a Buddhist center. When I asked her what was in her sparkling Miu Miu bag, she spilled its contents onto the table. “Here’s my boarding school pen—I only write with this pen,” she said, looking for a poem she had written earlier that day. She picked up a bottle of organic lavender oil and gingerly applied two drops to her neck. “It makes me calm and changes my whole mood.”


COURTNEY LOVE IS CLEAN

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