Text message sent to Rachel on Sunday: "Wow--leggings like Sandy's in Grease!* Except in soho! Worn without irony!"
*Shiny spandex, for those of you who do not immediately have a visual image to accompany my cinematic allusion. I'm referring to "bad girl" Sandy, in the final scene.
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1 comment:
This comment has nothing to do with this post, but it makes me happy that you are enjoying Joan Didion's fiction.
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