...a deathly serenade...

Ellis. Love Dad xxxx"
It seems the book was a gift given to Ellis by
her father who I knew to be very sensitive and
sweet, she was an amazing host that was always
attentive. The Chanel sweater is, clearly, Ellis's too,
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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which is typical of the lady whose wedding dress,
made by Alexander McQueen, cost a reported three
hundred thousand pounds, stylish - tellingly within
her wedding day speech she finished her speech
with the words: "How do you give such a speech
when you're getting married to a famous author? I
worked on this a lot," she said, looking at a piece of
card in her hand and tearing up, "But to quote
Marianne Williamson…" which was met with jovial
titters, "Yes I know I'm not an Artist or I Poet guys,
but I will say that I have style and know that
perhaps our deepest fear is not that we are
inadequate, our deepest fear is that we aren't
stylish. This man right next to me is not only
talented, of course, but is amazingly beautiful
inside and out. My only hope through our
journey…no wait…I messed the quote up
somewhere…I know I'm just rambling like a bimbo
now, but I am madly in love with him and hope he
lets me into his heart, as I could not be with
another man if he didn't."
Although I do remember that, at one of our
soiree's held at Franz apartment, there was actually
a Jean-Michel Basquait artwork, that I remember
was entitled: (Untitled) Stardust, on the wall
opposite the lounger, which was subsequently sold
at a Christie's auction. An avid art collector Franz
had become averse to buying and selling and Art
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