I have no excuse as to why I only saw the movie of the year yesterday, maybe I was scared of disappointment, maybe I was scared of an inevitable ending or maybe I’m just over worked. Whatever the reason, Sunday afternoon saw me finally head to my local Odean (alone) for what was to be the most beautiful movie experience of my life time.
The pictures, the colour, the heart ache – the cinematography was truly something to behold.
For those who are yet to treat their eyes, be prepared for sheer beauty in all forms. Patricia Field certainly brought us a true delight.
Mud highlights included:
Running through the snow on New Years Eve.
The deep coloured attendants and the bridal bird.
The anger of the bridesmaid in black.
The great loves.
Is it weird that I now wear pearls to bed? The boyfriend thinks so.
Ps. After my Burberry drama last month I was holding onto seeing the blue coat (above right) on the big screen as I had been lucky enough to ‘touch’ it at the infamous AW08 trunk show. Alas, it didn’t make the cut and neither did the tights or the white shuboots, they weren’t missed (esp the balloon arrangement) but I figured they couldn't be left out.