I collect rocks, spiders, and dust, and have a pet skunk named Mouette and a new friend who had been living in my attic belfy in secret-Bella. I love to sew and create many of my own fashions - my favorite is called Afterlife Elegance, it has an upscale coffin feeling, which reminds me of work. I write in my diary almost every day, and on dark and stormy nights I enjoy walking through the local cemetery.
Musica
I enjoy listening to chamber music with violins and oboes while I sew, and I do enjoy the occasional polka. And my new favorite album is "Ethel Merman Sings Disco Favorites."
Film
It seems like every time I go to the movies, they're closed...I don't understand. I did, however, manage to see two of the all time best movies ever made "The Bad Seed" and "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane." I laughed, I cried, I wanted to be their friend.
Televisione
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Libri
Gray's Anatomy (of the Human Body)makes me weep; The Mortician Diaries; The Picture of Dorian Gray (how can anyone NOT read that book over and over and over); and How to Win Friends & Influence People, my personal favorite, although it hasn't worked so far, and there's something about the writings of Stephen King that speak to me - especially Pet Cemetery. I think I may have found Mouette in that same cemetery.
Eroi
Mr. Mort, my boss - he seems to have so many friends though he never introduces me; the Queen Mother- I love her tiara's and matching handbags. I'm drawn to the works of Rembrandt, so dark and inspiring, and of course Mouette, who taught me about friendship and grooming.
Chi sono: I was born on April 24, 1924 in the attic of Barkley Manor in the town of Ipswich, England. I've heard that the night of my birth was as expected. The wind was howling, the moon was full, and the doctor was unavailable. I'm not sure what it all means. I think the people in town call me unfortunate, but I think I'm just misunderstood. When I was 8 years old I found a diary in one of the many dressers in the attic where I live. There were two entries written in the diary. The first was dated April 24, 1924, the day of my birth, but there was no signature. The other entry was four years later, on the very same day. It simply said: "Happy Birthday Evangeline. We will never forget you. Love Mumsie and Dadums." I have no idea who that is, but I was so inspired, that I write in my diary almost every day.
Mi piacerebbe conoscere: I would love to finally meet Mortimer Mort, Mr. Mort's nephew. I've seen him from afar and one day I hope to marry him. I've already made my wedding dres. Someday....Also, I've never met my parents and those voices I hear downstairs - I'd love to meet them. And of course Streisand's manicurist.