Saturday, November 5, 2016
CAFE-a-LOT-eh "Breakfast at Tiffany's" way
Stay with me a little longer. I want to share the magnificence of the style statements made long ago: the year of my birth actually: 1961 ... now fading in my 55th year. Not fading as in lost, gone, or forgotten. Not erased or muted out as to appear opaque. Not quite shining either. But a time of yesteryear when I was too young to understand, since quite frankly, I'd just been born.
As I blogged on optioneerJM and meanderingsABOUT which had originally been written for ThePublisher .... about a career limiting move .... the story behind the story to appear on aCOMMENTary pretty soon......... when I had tweeted to a company, after frustrated to only attract junk when looking for a legal version of "Breakfast at Tiffany's" favoring via my television optikTV provider to be played on our big screen HD-TV (which is what you get when you remarried: another really big TV).
I ended up buying it. And Holy Man, am I so glad that I did. I was shocked beyond belief to discover that I hadn't seen it, or my "sometimers" is really kicking in. Thank you @Apple and @iTunes for having it available. Now that I've bought it, I will only admit, I would have paid far past your asking price. Sorry, the dealio is closed. Sold. There are no reverse refunds, where you ask for it back now that you realize you may have a goldmine or pending hit on your hands, only to resell it at a much greater currency (dependent on which country you abode).
The style statements are incredible, therefore, inspired me to look for Holly-like fashion statements or, if forced, create my own on Polyvore ... except this time omitting the posting errors learned from last week or was it the week before when I was madly looking for "Hello, my name is Doris" inspired Halloween garb. Sometimes to keep the glimmer of an idea, you just have to write and post, see what develops. If anyone notices.
The advantage I currently have is I own my opinion. It is my greatest asset, as is the brain the thoughts born of storming through thoughts to settle on cool ideas. Unlike champagne, it does not fizzle after the POP! of the cork to let the bubbles escape and erupt.
The mystery right now is will anyone read it or look at the synopsis of fashion represented in the era of 1961 ::.... signifying the end of the Baby Boomer generation and great new beginnings, restored optimism, positive progress humanitarian leanings influencing the ever evolving enlightenment and intellect: The Yuppy.
But let's not get too far ahead of ourselves .... OK? We're celebrating the fashion depicted in this movie that should be the Holiday present for every female you know. A coming of age in pictures that epitomized the dawn of movies ::... stories told that would have been leading edge during its final edit and Oscar wins (( I believe there were two, I will have to check and insert answer here before I post).
It's getting quite late here. I know some are well into their cup of morning coffee by now, sharing in my own favorite pastime that emerged as I would sip my strong, dark roast with an International blend coffee whitener. Reading, scanning, clicking on oodles of information to my exhausted brain that had churned all night, emptying its contents, ready for more.
I will turn in now and look forward to returning tomorrow. Morning perhaps. Even if afternoon, or the PM, a strong dark roasted hot coffee close at hand, these fingers will click and the mouse scurry across the fleeting pages, images, heralding my return, beckoning me to stray off course, distracted beyond original purpose.
That is when it fades. The idea is replaced by so many others. So randomly and quickly during our every single day, we burn out a great many brain cells by scanning, sifting, sorting, cleaning through a lot of garbage, to that spark when a great item, story, book, movie is there to be discovered, or re-discovered. Pull out your own copy of "Breakfast in Tiffany's" or buy it somewhere, to enjoy me along on the ride of celebrating what a great movie is really all about.