Bright Star (2009) | dir. Jane Campion
If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love–I love–I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
Pride & Prejudice (2005) Dir. Joe Wright
London, England - 1938
Miss Sybil Moira Branson, daughter of Irish journalist Tom Branson and the late Lady Sybil Branson (née Crawley), has published her first novel at the tender age of 18. The Fate of Gold explores the adventures of an aristocratic young woman who goes against the wishes of her family to explore the goldfields of Australia in the early 19th Century. The novel has so far received positive reviews from literary critics as a ‘heartfelt’ and ‘refreshingly exciting’ piece that examines the harsh reality of the British class system and the challenges of womanhood.
Miss Branson currently resides in London, working as an intern for the magazines, Tatler and Sketch (the latter owned by her aunt, Lady Edith Pelham (née Crawley), Marchioness of Hexham). Miss Branson’s mother stunned the British aristocracy shortly after the Great War when she married the family’s chauffeur, Mr. Branson. Sadly, she passed away after complications during the birth of Miss Branson in 1920. Thereafter, Miss Branson was brought up with her mother’s family in Yorkshire at the family estate, Downton Abbey whilst regularly travelling to Ireland to visit her father’s relatives after spending a short time in Boston, Massachusetts.
For the time being, Miss Branson intends to remain in London to begin her career in journalism whilst working on her second novel, which she promises will more thrilling than her first.
Girls & Books
I., IV. Léon François Comerre (French, 1850-1916)
II. Thomas Lawrence (English, 1769-1830)
III. Charles Edward Perugini (Italian/English, 1839-1918)
Aneurin Barnard as Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart in Interlude in Prague (2017)
The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019) dir. Armando Iannucci
the fact that i’m not reclining leisurely in a four poster bed in a silk robe with a low plunging neckline sipping a glass of wine with my vampire lover who rails me on the regular right now is extremely depressing and utterly unacceptable
“[Love] consists in this: that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.”— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters To A Young Poet