I tried to explain this to my brother the other day (who has seen the entirety of Yes Minster and Yes Prime Minister, by the way, save the new season that we’re going to pretend never happened, starting now), and had a lot of trouble getting through to him. Especially the 71% = A thing.
Hubert de Givenchy, 1967-1968
The FIDM Museum
Vladimir Nabokov’s wife, Véra, was his first reader and his aesthetic barometer, as revealed by his passionate letters to her, published now for the first time.
Early in 1937 Nabokov had begun an affair with Irina Guadanini, an aspiring poet. Someone clearly tipped off Véra as Nabokov’s letters become defensive and deceptive.
“I forbid you to be miserable,” he wrote. “I love you and… there’s no power in the world that could take away or spoil even an inch of this endless love. And if I miss a letter for a day it’s only because I absolutely can’t cope with the crookedness and twists of time I’m living in now. I love you.”
As some Nabokovians will know, poor Irina (sigh) was also the subject of a memorable prank on the Nabokv-L Listserv (remember that this is some time before Google was even a twinkle in anyone’s eye) waaaay back in the day:
Neither Field nor Boyd gives a specific motive for Irina Guadanini’s trip to see Nabokov in Cannes. Nabokov had requested in August that she return his letters, and it was obvious that his choice had been made—he would remain with his son and with the woman who would be his soul mate for the next forty years.
Hold on to your hats: Irina Guadanini had gone to Cannes to tell Nabokov she was pregnant with his child.
Very much worth reading, for the sheer art of its obscure construction, if nothing else.
Homer goes up to the counter and asks if they have any wine dark teas. The barista goes in back to check. He doesn’t return for 20 years.
Marlowe goes up to the counter and begins ordering a coffee, but before he can finish he is stabbed to death. No one will ever know what he was going to order, but some say it would have been better than what Shakespeare ordered.
Alexander McQueen S/S 2015 RTW