An Old Soul.

This is the time period that I belong in. Volunteering at the Alzheimer's home, I talk to dozens of people every day who all hit their prime somewhere in the 20s-40s... the epitome of glamour and beauty--every clothing item perfectly tailored but never risque. I am incredibly jealous.

I want to live in the time of Brassai, more specifically in Paris--I want to see the world through his lens--beautiful, mysterious, simple (but not bland or stark, but a full, enchanting sort of simple). I've always considered myself a Francophile, but really I'm more of a Paris-ophile. My first visit to that majestic city was enough to cement my admiration.

And above, that is Django Reinhardt (thanks, Steph). He burned two of his left hand fingers and couldn't read music but was still the most influential jazz figure in Paris--he brought the art to the city and was a foundation for other forms of music to grow as well. And he has opened my mind to a new form of music as well.

Listening to:

Honeysuckle Rose, It's Only A Paper Moon, All the Things You Are, Double Whiskey- Django Reinhardt
Passion (En Duo)- Angelo Debarre Et Ludovic Beier
Tchavolo Swing- The Hot Club of San Francisco
Mambo Italiano- Rosemary Clooney
Boheme Auberge- Pearl Django
Viper's Drag- Fats Waller
Anitra's Danse- The Hot Club of San Francisco
Tu Vuo Fa L'Americano- Carosono, Renato