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The dreams of childhood - it's airy fables, its graceful, beautiful, humane, impossible adornments of the world beyond; so good to be believed in once, so good to be remembered when outgrown ...
The grand style arises when beauty wins a victory over the monstrous.
Throughout her career, Ana Barbara has cultivated endless hits; each of her albums was a true musical surprise ... this is why today she is honored with the title of Queen of Grupero.
The bewildering beauty of Paris ...
Crispin Hershey!" Lady Suze holds up both hands as if I'm the sun god Ra. "Your event was totes amazeballs! As they say.
Nightwindflyhighfreeeeeee.
AGALAXY (A'GALAXY) n.s.[Gr.] Want of milk.Dict.
She has her gown nicely in place tonight, doesn't she? Black velvet and sparkles, not a thread left hanging. Clever girl, this city. Even the sky is her friend.
I've never really known what glamour is.
The taste of moon's song.
It's Fendi. French, Fendi, both start with an F ... I fell in love with it. Smells like grown-man cologne.
Glamour is back, but with a minimalist touch.
Fabulous is as fabulous does.
Be fabulous or die
I have a glam-baby. Let's be correct, now. I'm way too young and too fabulous to be a grandma. I'm a glam-mom.
Georgian folk music has more new musical ideas than all the contemporary music.
[Los Angeles Times. 26.02.1990]
Battlestar Galactica.
It must be this rhapsody or none, The rhapsody of things as they are.
Everton" (Francis)
Alex turned his head to view a rainbow peacock mask bobbing toward him. "Good Lord, Francis, you are replendent," he said admiringly.
The peacock stopped beside him. "Dash it, Everton, how'd you know it was me?"
You're still wearing your faux ruby ring.
The Tiara Charm
You Should Always Feel Like A Queen, Even for A Day
Ah ... it says here that she was, I mean is, fairer than all the stars in heaven ... ." They all looked at Tiffany. "You could try doing something with your hair," said Nanny Ogg after a while. "Like what?" said Tiffany. "Like anything, really.
King of grand gesture.
version of Amber.
Elizabeth Spencer.
Celebrate your own
special spirit
fly on the wings
of your secret dreams
The whorl of her stars.
The Last Unicorn
the silver pepper of the stars.
Glamor is just sex that got civilized. A pretty girl, tastefully posed in a scant costume, is even a sort of cultural achievement.
O my Carmen, my Carmen!
Something, something those something nights
And the stars, and the cars, and the bars and the barmen ~
it was one of the frickin' Golden Girls:
General Electric.' It has a rather nice ring to it, doesn't it?
I'm feeling grand. I'm on a rollercoaster only going up.
What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste?
Hi, this is Ganymede, cup-bearer to Zeus, and when I'm out buying wine for the Lord of the Skies, I always buckle up!
Who'll love Aladdin Sane? Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise.
The mangosteen, queen of the tropical fruit.
Gerdanlouk, he thinks. An evocative Turkish word, with Arabic roots. It means jewelry, but only jewelry adorning a woman between her lower neck and the top of her breasts. Gerdanlouk. He looks away.
The acute experience of great beauty readily evokes a nameless yearning for something more than earth can offer. Elegant splendor reawakens our spirit's aching need for the infinite, a hunger for more than matter can provide.
Gaslight Goods. Let us be your light in the midst of life's darkness, the sunlight in your foggy day, the candle in your wind. This is Kite. How can I help you today?
I grimaced. That was their opener?
Champagne ... the wine of kings, the king of wines
The fairest queen that Luna had ever known. For once, she was satisfied. She had Evret. She had her crown.
The precious ordinary. I
Sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila.
I am committed to glamour.
THE LUXE IS ...
Pretty girls in pretty dresses, partying until dawn.
Irresistible boys with mischievous smiles and dangerous intentions.
White lies, dark secrets, and scandalous hookups.
This is Manhattan in 1899.
Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, Music.
Hello - what hotel is this - ?
Mercedes is a pretty princess
I'm just crazy about Tiffany's!
All the strong black birds of promise who defy the odds and gods and sing their sings
I'm not very glamorous.
brandy to sleep at night.
I wonder what spendthrift chose to spill
Such a bright gold under my windowsill!
Is it fair gold? Does it glitter still?
Bless me! It's a daffodil!
The sun was already long past the spire when Garrick purchased a mug of coffee from his regular man on the tip of Oxford Street. But his palate had been educated by 21st century coffee, and he judged this mug as bilge water not fit for the Irish.
Mama Ganache chocolate
Which is this magical listening station, whereupon all musical worth is decided?
The product of extraordinary wealth allied to a taste for the sumptuous.
With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.
Iris GL (GL is short for "graphics library").
A whole new world is a dazzling place
Whiz Galliano whip whip the Armani In the drip drip lick lick like a lolly
Beautiful and sublime.
An elegant woman, with a refinement that makes mere prettiness seem redundant.
Merlin's "Merlin" outfit.
Marvellous mercies and infinite love.
A fantabulous night to make romance.
What is sublime? / the artist said. / I haven't time / to be well read. / To be sub lime / I'll place, instead, / green citrus fruit / upon my head.
The mosaicist was making the fine hairs on the nape of Mona's swan neck out of chips of gold
Let your imagination fly.
Let your spirit shine in the sky.
Let stars brighten your eye.
Let's be drunk with love and fly
Good old grandsire ... we shall be joyful of thy company.
From the stars, to the stars.
ANGELFOOD
NNAA NNM NWNWNW V
Glittering news chips in men's sideburns and women with braided microfilament glo-strands stepping around me, laughing with silver lipsticks. Kaleidoscope streets: lights and traffic and dust and coal diesel exhaust. Muddy and wet.
The evening sky was awash with peach, apricot, cream: tender little ice-cream clouds in a wide orange sky.
The woman had followed every single move of the Prince's fingers on her hand and felt very fine when the guy put them on the paper. What she felt was unknown to her, a whole new sensation.
And dangerous.
It was desire. She wanted Galadir, but in a horrible and disgusting way.
Air France's in-flight magazine.
Amazing grace, amazing love.
Welcome, let's all prepare to be whisked to the magical land of candy. Be warned, candy is very addicting and at Jubilee's the candy is the tastiest in the world,
Fantastique, 'Dream of a Witches' Sabbat'. "Though
I respect Lady Gaga very much.
I want to woo you with food now that I've wooed you with words, song, and the magic of my interpretive dance.
Balenciaga did the most delicious evening clothes. Clothes aren't delicious any more.
women of exotic appearance.
The cake that launched a thousand hips
At the pinnacle of great design are products so gorgeous and lust-worthy that you want to lick them: a Porsche 911, Samsung's Luxia TV, an Eames lounge chair or anything by Loro Piana.
I am the triple owner of the world, the finest Turkey, the Lorelei, Germania and Helvetia of exclusively sweet butter and Naples, and I must supply the whole world with macaroni.
The sky the sky- same as it always was.Sky-- Sara Gruen
I saw with open eyes, Singing birds sweet, Sold in the shops, For the people to eat, Sold in the shops of, Stupidity Street.
Gin and drugs, dear lady, gin and drugs.
EPILOGUE THE BEAUTY OF A THOUSAND STARS
THE NIGHT OF CARAVAL EVE
Add two letters two paris and it's paradise.
Red Delicious apples, whose misleading name is a travesty.
I like Lady Gaga!
I say that is wine," Brett held up her glass. "We ought to toast something. 'Here's to royalty.'"
"This wine is too good for toast-drinking, my dear. you don't want to mix emotions up with a wine like that. you lose the taste."
Brett's glass was empty.
Champagne has the taste of an apple peeled with a steel knife
The terrifying and edible beauty of Art Nouveau architecture.
Was an elegant woman in a city of so many thousands of elegant women ...
You shall have whatever you like,' said Grandcourt.
'And nothing that I don't like? - please say that; because I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like,' said Gwendolen, finding herself in the woman's paradise where all her nonsense is adorable.