Edie Sedgwick (and a silent Andy Warhol) on Merv Griffin show in 1965 is a mindboggling time capsule of who we were 50 years ago. Her accent no longer really exists, making her sound like a foreigner even though she's a descendant of a signer of the Declaration. The self-awareness of the "ridiculous" nature of what they're doing is telling.
Very rare to hear her talk at any length, her parts in Ciao Manhattan were mostly dubbed by an actress since she died during production.
For any of the old heads that still remember me I have news. I am getting married tomorrow.
The last year and a half has been so full of change and excitement and this is the culmination of all of that. When I get back from my honeymoon I am making a commitment to get back to this community, which has genuinely been such a positive and wonderful force for my life, and I want to come back and rebuild the connections that I lost over that time building a new life for myself. God bless all of you, and may you find and have as much love and joy in your heart as I have found, Life in abundance as it were.
Attached is my music Friday submission, the song that makes me think of my bride to be so much.
