Loella: Hetty Hetty Hetteeeeee. Kate Moss. Have you seen her toilet?
Hetty: You're drunk
Loella: Shadddup. Tell the truth.
Hetty: Just because I am in London doesn't mean I've had a bath at Kate's.
Loella: Pity. Look, LISTEN TO ME. She said the funniest thing in Architectural Digest.
Kate said, "An enemy looks best in the half light..." Isn't that poetic?
She paints wallpaper with the Chinese. She holds dinner parties in
her bath tub. Her boyfriend is a photographer. Again. And you know what Hetty?
Hetty: What for God's sake?
Loella: She is a poetic POETESS. An actual poet like Jim Morrison or Keats or Stevie!
Hetty: I hate to break this to you Loella but I read that article and she was talking
about Anemones. Anemones at dusk. Anemones at dawn. An...Enn. Enema.
An, Emmmm. Money. It's sticky isn't it? All those vowels in one flower.
Something like that is super hard to pronounce after 4 dirty martinis I know.
Loella: Oh. But I just made a list of my enemies and bought a stack of candles and
sent out the invites. The party was going to be like her "Beautiful and the Damned"
Birthday updated with this thing about evil people in the twilight of my bathroom.
Hetty: Shall I come over anyway?
Loella: I think you better...I was really very very drunk and I started painting the walls.
Now, in the dawn light it doesn't really look like De Gournay AT ALL.
Grey metallic is super hard to pull off. It look's like Edie Sedgwick's mascara on a BIG scale.
My walls are crying David Bowie tears.
Hetty: Loella I told you to stick to the expensive Top Shop flapper dress and the silver
Rimmel eye shadow in heavy metal Bitch Goddess. A touch of Kate, darling
just a touch.
Loella: Bloody Kate. I fucking love her so much. I LOOOOOOVE HER.
Hetty: I know Loella, I know. She has a tremendous amount to answer for.
