• Bright Star

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    November 19th, 2009AimeeCinemascope, Girls On Top, Prod Love

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    First Love.

    Everyone remembers their first love. The innocuous, the obsessional, the fleeting glances, the endless butterflies, the hours of snogging……insert sigh here.

    Miss L and I have just been to a movie that managed to encounter all of that in the most beautiful way – Bright Star. The delightfully enchanting film, directed by Jane Campion made us swoon and cry in a first-love type fashion.

    Based on the romance between the 19th Century new romantic poet, John Keats, and the stylish Fanny Brawne, who he nick-named ‘Minxtress’, the story takes us through their burgeoning romance up until his death, and one of the most famous love affairs in literature, unearthed nearly one hundred years later. The visual imagery, music and poetry is vulnerable yet absolutely stunning. Just like some of the items below…Sigh.

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    “Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”

    Bright Star by John Keats £4.46 www.Amazon.co.uk

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    “A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Its loveliness increases so it will never pass into nothingness.”

    Believe necklace – Disney Couture £21.75 www.asos.com

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    “I almost wish we were like butterflies and lived three summer days, three such days with you, I could fill with delight more than fifty common years.”
    Butterfly lights £15.40 Laura Ashley

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    “This is the only gown with a triple-tiered mushroom collar in the whole of Hampstead.”

    Maybe not a triple-tiered collar, but this collar, £40.00 from LouLouLovesYou is the next best thing!

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    “Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art
    Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
    And watching, with eternal lids apart,
    Like nature’s patient sleepless eremite,
    The moving waters at their priestlike task
    Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
    Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
    Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
    No yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
    Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
    To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
    Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
    Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
    And so live ever or else swoon to death.”

    Swoon and Shine in Mimi Holliday lingerie Bra £42.00 French brief £30.00

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