Breakfast at Tiffany

From the moment she stepped out of the yellow cab on Fifth Avenue and sauntered across to Tiffany in her long black channel gown, matching gloves, sunglasses adorned with pearls and immaculate chignon, she had our full attention. So it is no surprise that Breakfast at Tiffany’s is regarded as one of the most iconic films of all time and the most stylish film of all time.

Audrey Hepburn stars, in a part originally written for Marilyn Monroe, as Holly Golightly, a beautiful young woman who doesn’t seem to have a care in the world. She earns a living by dating rich men and bringing “weather reports” to a jailed gangster, she has fondness of the store, Tiffany where she often frequents and she lives in a barely-furnished apartment with an unnamed cat.

When starving writer Paul Verjak (George Peppard) moves in upstairs, he becomes intrigued by his carefree neighbor –- and the two become close friends. Paul becomes intrigued with Holly’s lifestyle which consists of living off old and wealthy men and pretty soon he finds himself falling for her.

The plot for this movie is simple but beautifully told and wonderfully acted by the two lead actors but it is the clothes that really makes this film along with Audrey Hepburn’s dazzling charisma. I know it’s a word I never use, but the best word I can find to describe Breakfast at Tiffany’s is delightful. And maybe whimsical. It’s sweet and funny and elegant. Nowadays they just don’t make movie like this anymore.

Happy Lunar New Year of Dragon

So it's the Chinese new year... and it's the year of the dragon apparently, a symbol of strength and power. I wish everyone have a wonderful cheerful Lunar New Year!

2012

The past is our definition. We may strive, with good reason, to escape it, or to escape what is bad in it, but we will escape it only by adding something better to it. 2011 come to the end, looking back the past, it wasn't a surprise year, there's been a death in my little pet family. Things could be better, there's always room for improvement in life. 2012 would be a breaking year, I'll keep my finger cross. In here I wishing all my friends Happy New Year 2012, may your wish come true.

R.I.P Jimmy

My precious guinea pig jimmy boy had crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday, I'm so upset and heartbroken. I havent stopped crying since I found his body in the little house. My guilt has eaten me since then that I haven't been paying as much attention as I did 1-2 years ago. I used to take him out every night when i get home from school and cuddle him every night, as time goes by i started to spend less time with him. I cleaned his cage give him food and water occassionaly took him outside so he could walk around. but life just got busier with another dog in the home with us and life eventually took over and I know this should not be an excuse please dont bash for this, i feel extremely guilty for being a bad pet owner. I can't stop thinking about how I neglected my sweet little guinea pig who I picked up from the pet store when i first moved out from Florence's house and finally I could had my own pet without my landlord's nagging, sasly my ex landlord passed away 3 months ago ... Jimmy was everything I had at the time, without jimmy I won't have Gary and others. He was the smallest one of the bunch and always sat alone in the corner and hide in his little house. He was my son, the son I love the most and spend the less time with. I feel so guilty and I think that he could have lived longer if I had treated him better. I should've learned my lesson when he started to lose weight. No matter how much I fed him, he wasn't gaining any weight but losing it.. now i can't stop thinking that maybe if i would have paid more attention to him he would still be squeaking around in his little wooden house. I am heartbroken and my tears have been dripping all over me. At this moment, I can't think of anything else beside jimmy. R.I.P Jimmy, mommy love you forever... poor jimmy, he's only 3 and half years old..

Happy ThanksGiving

I don't know if anyone read this blog, but even if no one does, I want to send my hearty Thanksgiving wishes to one and all. I have a lot to be thankful for, and I just want to say that the older I get, the easier it is to lose track of all the things that made me happy from the start, and in the words of a blogger, some things - friendship, compassion, grief, pleasure, beauty - will always be more important than money or real estate. In New York, that's easy to forget. So wherever you are tomorrow - even if you're miserably chewing dried out turkey at someone's house you'd otherwise never visit - be thankful there's some food on your table and in your stomach and that someone actually wants you around (even if it's just a pet or a wierd neighbor).