#owen kapoor ~ thread

[thefvrious]

@atrickrtreat sent -> in a moment of pure joy,  owen picks up siobhan and spins her around.

He was so full of excitement that he could hardly wait for the sun to disappear beyond the horizon. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..." He said, tapping bitten down fingernails with chipped paint on the well worn steering wheel of his car. Finally, at dusk, he exited his vehicle and entered the abandoned park with his bag of goodies — just for Von. When he saw her, he could barely contain himself, and he rushed toward her, hugging her and spinning her around before letting her go, a grin so broad on his face it was beginning to hurt. "I got the tapes!" He held the bag out toward her — all her favorites from when she was alive: Britney and N*Sync and the Backstreet Boys and so on. He'd found them on eBay for what he considered a steal. "Gonzo'll have to play them for you."

[yorkshireword]

Anish Kapoor, Rick Owens, and Yoko Ono have all left their signatures on tablecloths at Vienna’s famed Hotel Sacher.

Almost two centuries later, the rule has in fact remained unchanged. From Harry Belafonte, Rue McClanahan, and Annie Leibowitz to David Copperfield, Anthony Hopkins, and Jean Paul Gaultier, hundreds of luminaries have signed on the cloth in a green, red, blue, or black marker. Diego Maradona has a note, and so do Karel Appel, Valentino, Hillary Clinton, Kate Moss, and Rick Owens. “It is a unique form of documentation, different than a typical notebook,” explains Winkler. 

Once a cloth reaches its full capacity to hold autographs, the fabric makes its way to an embroider to monumentalize each scribble in thread. The tradition has currently celebrated its sixth tablecloth which was christened by George Clooney and Christine Baranski. The walls that lead to the hotel’s green-colored Grüne Bar exhibit three cloths for the sharp eye: there is a note from Sophia Loren, not far from one by Emma Stone, while Tony Bennett’s signature rests on the same surface with that of Marianne Faithfull’s. The corners are prime estate, but do fancy the joy of scanning each threaded seal in italic.

The origin of the ritual dates back to Anna’s early years in charge when she was a friend of Katharina Schratt, a stage actress and the girlfriend of the emperor Franz Joseph I. The ruler then was believed to have never stayed at the hotel, so Schratt instead gave a handkerchief signed by her lover as a tribute to her friend. Anna waited little to have it stitched onto a tablecloth with a little crown over the handwriting.

‍