Monday, May 18, 2015

Some mornings are harder than others...and some mornings you will look for peace or something to hold on to in the weirdest of places. I have not had much patience, time or even interest to read the Sunday papers lately, but I was straightening my unread ones from yesterday so that maybe I can read them when I get home from work tonight and the New York Times Style Magazine, sometimes just called T, fell out and onto the floor and when I picked it up it had opened to this page. Both the image and the words really jumped out at me:



I had never heard of Candy Darling before, but found more about her here:

 

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