A Homage to my life-long style icon - Madame Audrey Hepburn.
Breakfast at Tiffany's is the ultimate character a woman can aspire to portray, even the un-dead kind.
I had the honor and privilege of being at the premiere in London on the 19th of October in 1961. It was a beautiful event and everyone was dressed in the most exquisite of draperies and dress gowns. A true White Tie event, if I remember correctly. Ms. Hepburn in her Holly Golightly hairdo was a sight to behold. An awe-inspiring woman, who in her prime was like Medusa, whosoever set their eyes upon her could not look away. The difference was that one was not turned to stone when one looked away, but surely such a travesty never happened.
Held at the Plaza, the menu included stuffed celery hors d'oeuvres, shrimp cocktails, the finest of Louis Roederer's Cristal Champagne and delectable waiters and waitresses. A true celebration and all for a noble and charitable cause.
In the honor of Holly Golightly, whenever I have let a stray cat become a permanent resident in my lair, I have called it "Cat" because "I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other."
Cheers to all the Living.
Bon Appétit to all the Undead.
Yours in Death,
Vampire Girl
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