Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Elizabeth Taylor Descanse em paz


Nome Batismo:
Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor
Nascimento:
27 Fev 1932
Local Nascimento:
Hampstead, Londres, UK
Falecimento:
23 Mar 2011
Local Falecimento:
Los Angeles, California, USA

Apesar do atraso da notícia, eu estou postando um pouco sobre Elizabeth Taylor, falecida esse mês, nos Estados Unidos.

Famosa por sua beleza, pela cor dos olhos num tom de violeta, pela amizade verdadeira, pelos muitos casamentos e divórcios e pelo seu amor a jóias famosas e caríssimas de preferência de diamantes e pérolas, Liz também foi reconhecida pelos inúmeros personagens que renderam prêmios e indicações. Ela foi a primeira atriz a receber US$ 1milhão por um papel em um filme, no caso o título foi Cleópatra (1963). No mesmo ano, quando um alto executivo americano recebia US$650 mil e o presidente Kennedy tinha um salário de US$150 mil, Liz Taylor recebia cerca de US$2.4 milhões. Apareceu na capa da famosa revista People cerca de 14 vezes, perdendo apenas para a Princesa Diana no ano de 1996; O astro da música pop Michael Jackson tinha em Liz Taylor uma de suas maiores amigas; Ao lado de Julie Andrews, ganhou o título de Dama da Rainha Elizabeth II no Ano Novo de 1999; Tem uma rua com seu nome em Iowa City, no Estado de Iowa, nos Estados Unidos.
Aposentada em 2003, devido aos seguidos problemas de saúde, a atriz teve outro papel importante na vida: a ajuda constante para as vítimas da AIDS. Entrou para o tradicional Hall da Fama em dezembro de 2007.
Elizabeth Taylor faleceu aos 79 anos de insuficiência cardíaca ao não resistir a uma cirurgia no coração.

Monday, March 28, 2011

Everything and the Moon by Julia Quinn


Synopsis: Seven years ago she broke his heart... 

When Robert Kemble stumbles across Victoria Lyndon in hedgerow maze, he can't believe his eyes. The girl who'd torn him in two, who let him plan on elopement and then left him standing by the side of the road, was suddenly within arm's reach, and even though his fury still knew no bounds, she was impossible to resist...

Seven years ago he left her all but ruined... 
                 Victoria's father had told her an earl would never marry a vicar's daughter, and he was right. Robert had promised her marriage, then danced off to London while she suffered the shame of a foiled elopement. But even though Victoria doesn't particularly enjoy her new life as a governess, when Robert offers her a job of a different sort—his mistress—she refuses, unable to sacrifice her honor, even for him.

                 But Robert won't take no for an answer, and he vows to make her his, through any means possible. Can these star-crossed lovers learn to trust again? And is love really sweeter the second time around?

My thoughts: My first book from this author and I loved it! We are introduced to Victoria and Robert, two lovers who, because of disagreements in the past, they hate each other in the future. When they broke up, she thought that he was only using her; and he thought that she was an adventuress after his fortune, but never his heart. She became a governess; he became a lady-killer.

                Seven years passed, and they encounter each other at Victoria’s boss’s party. That is one my favorite parts, because they hate each other, but they can’t deny their desire towards the other. She is wiser now and won’t fall for the same spell twice; he wants his revenge… but also longs for her with all his will.

                I have to say, I’m in love with Robert. Completely, utterly in love. His love for her is so pure, so cute and warm that you can’t not love him! He fights for her, makes A LOT of mistakes  - like, asking her to be his mistress because he didn’t want to see her being attacked by some asshole(SPOILER!) – but she’s too afraid to fall in love again when he already made her suffer so much.

                Victoria hates her job as a governess. She doesn’t have any friends, never forgave her father for what he did to her in the night of the elopement with Robert, has to take care of a little five-year-old brat and now have to deal with Robert. Great. He is very persistent in his advances and every time their lips touch, she forgets herself in his embrace. What’s wrong with her? This man tried to use her seven years ago! You can understand her side: when would an earl want to betroth a vicar’s daughter? Not in a million years! That is her way of thinking. And she wants to be independent, being able to choose for herself and she’s afraid that by marrying she would have to give up that right. Robert will show her that that’s not true. And that he loves her enormously (awn, Jesus, this guy kills me!)  

                In the middle of all their fights ending in warm and breathtaking kisses, Julia Quinn is being considered the modern Jane Austen, place of great honor due the uniqueness of Austen’s texts. It’s really worth it! I read this book twice already, and every time I read it I’m more in love for Robert Kemble than ever! He’s just… such a gentleman, you know.

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Sunday, March 27, 2011

Welcome!


Temperamental, "bookaholic", romantic, distracted. I think that describes me well. I believe a little in prince charming and happy endings, even though both don’t exist (I wish this were not true ...).
Sometimes people forget that our imagination can do wonders for us, but the media distract us so much that the pages of a book are no longer the most important doors to open up our minds. How many diaries do you have? How many books have you read? How many stories have you ever imagined the perfect end (or even the perfect end of your own story...)?
 This blog serves to help me talk about this. About one of the most important doors of our imagination: the books. I hope with this I can show you what one thinks of the pages is not true. They are not merely those sheets of paper. They are entire worlds.
 Here I’ll also talk about movies and other curiosities (which comes to mind).

Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.” 
Charles W. Eliot