Tuesday, June 22, 2010

A Gatsby summer.

I want to have a Gatsby summer: white dresses and shingled hair, gypsy jazz and vintage slang, gin fizzes and champagne, and most of all, that unattainable green light across the water.

"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter – to-morrow we will run farther, stretch out our arms farther…."

 Image from chaplinatra.

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