20 November 2008

My castle, my books.

Colette by Irvin Penn

I can't get enough of Truman Capote: In Which Various Friends, Enemies, Acquaintances, and Detractors Recall His Turbulent Career by George Plimpton. It's the kind of not being able to get enough which is hazardous to general productivity. I love this description of Colette, offered by Eugene Walter:

She sat on one of the four sofas preening like a great pussycat. I'm certain she flung her mascara on with a tablespoon, then took a toothpick to pry out a peephole.

1 comment:

Marcia said...

This post sent me rushing over to Amazon to purchase this book. I just got it today. Ooooh, the delight. There are so many yummy pictures. Thanks, as always, for the great book recommendations!