"In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars."
— F Scott Fitzgerald
I've made it to the chapter about Scott Fitzgerald in Hemingway's, The Moveable Feast and it is quite entertaining. You can imagine both of them drinking whiskey at La Closerie des Lilacs in Paris. They were both real characters and the book renders a vivid portrait of their friendship and sometimes rivalry.
I am looking forward to attending the Gaultier exhibit this evening and catching up with friends at the event.
(images via We hear it, Glitter Guide, Vogue and Coffee)