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Edie Sedgwick Quotes
Edie Sedgwick Quotes. Sedgwick (1943-1971) was an American model, actress, heiress and socialite. She is best remembered as a Warhol superstar and youthquaker from the mid-1960s. She is also remembered for creating a unique fashion style; her nymphettish beauty and endearing innocence don't hurt her popularity, either.
Born into a blue-blooded American family, Sedgwick lived a short and chaotic life, dying at age 28 of an overdose. Though briefly girl of the year, Sedgwick's drug and mental health problems cut short her fledgling career, as well as her life. She has been the subject of a few books, including Edie: American Girl FashionFashion as a whole is a farce, completely. The people behind it are perverted, the styles are created by freaked out people, just natural weirdos. I know this because I worked with all those people while I was modeling. While I was girl of the year and superstar and all that crap, everything I did was really...motivated by psychological disturbance. But I’d, I’d make a mask out of my face because I didn’t realize I was quite beautiful...I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings and dark lines under my eyes. Cut all my hair off, my long dark hair, cut it off and strip it silver and blond. All these little manoeuvres I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me.I’d freak out in a very physical way, and...it was all taken in a fashion trend. When I was with Andy Warhol I was dancing jazz ballet twice a day so i just wore my leotards and I knew I wasn’t going to turn anybody on so I just trotted around in my leotards. When I went out on the street I’d put on a coat. But Vogue photographed me in leotards and a t-shirt as a new costume. It's not that I'm rebelling. It's that I'm just trying to find another way. Learn how to dress Like Edie Sedgwick. ProphecyIn the year 2000 you're going to have a problem...Leisure time will be a problem in the year 2000. I just want you to realise, I just want to make sure that you know of it now. It's like my having to walk down thousands and thousands of white marble stairs...and nothing but a very very blue sky, very blue...and I'd have to walk down them forever. I never thought about going up...Don't you think that must mean something? Other PeopleI'm a little nervous about saying anything about the artist, because it kind of sticks him right between the eyes, but he deserves it. He really fucked up a great many people's, young people's lives. The way those sons-of-bitches took advantage of me. Warhol is a sadistic faggot. I can understand other people's situations in their own terms, but I still can't understand mine. Why do people stop developing?...from being children to maybe stopping at a very adolescent age, and they stay there until they die. Physically die. I mean, they react adolescently. They don't change. They don't develop. They don't––it's that continual read, that process which is is the total threat for the ego. It was really sad — Bobby [Neuwirth]'s and my affair. The only true, passionate, and lasting love scene, and I practically ended up in the psychopathic ward. I had really learned about sex from him, making love, loving, giving. It just completely blew my mind––it drove me insane. I was like a sex slave to this man. I could make love for forty-eight hours, forty-eight hours, forty-eight hours, without getting tired. But the minute he left me alone, I felt so empty and lost that I would start popping pills. Self-Expression
Isn't that sad! I'm so fragile. It's tragic [laughs]. Can you believe it? That's so sad. You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate. You have to put up with people projecting their own ideas, attitudes, misunderstanding you. But it's worth being a public fool if that's all you can be in order to communicate yourself. You care enough, that you want your life to be fulfilled in a living way, not in a painting way, not in a writing way...you really do want it to be involving in living, corresponding with other living objects, moving, changing, that kind of thing. If all I cared about was me, I could make a million. And that's what they will never understand. You live alone, creating your life as you go. SubculturesI think something very weird's going on now, 'cause the power that is permitted to youth is quite extraordinary. And they are sort of run by that kind of power. It's sort of like a mockery in a way of reality because they think everything is smiles and sweetness and flowers when there is something bitter to taste. And to pretend there isn't is foolish. Substances (Controlled and Otherwise)...the nearly incommunicable torments of speed, buzzerama, that acrylic high, horrorous, yodelling, repetitious echoes of an infinity so brutally harrowing that words cannot capture the devastation nor the tone of such a vicious nightmare. Something very strange happened. I didn't realize I was going to say it, and I said, out loud, "I wish I was dead." And the reason I said it was the love and the beauty and the ecstasy of the whole experience was really an alien experience in a way, because I didn't even know him. It was a one-night jag. He was married and had children, and I just felt really, like, lost. It just wasn't worth living anymore because I was all alone again. The whole place turned into a gigantic orgy, every kind of sex freak, from homosexuals to nymphomaniacs, especially the needle and mainlining scene, losing syringes down the pool drains and blocking up the water infiltration system with broken syringes. Oh, it was really some night...Drinking, guzzling tequila, vodka, and scotch, and bourbon, and shooting up every other half-second, and just going into an incredible sexual tailspin. Gobble gobble gobble gobble. Just couldn't get enough of it. It was one of the wildest scenes I've ever been in or ever hope to be in, and I should be ashamed of myself. I'm not, but I should be. The colors...oh, I see the most fantastic things. Do you realize when people just close their eyes what they see? It's unbelievable. Colors and things, forms of every sort. I wonder if that happens for everybody? Speed is the ultimate, all time high. That first rush. Wow! Just that burning, searing, soaring sense of perfection. There’s no way to explain it unless you’ve been through it. There’s no way to tell anyone who hasn’t tasted it. I’d like to turn the whole world on just for a moment… just for a moment. I’m greedy. I’d like to keep most of it for myself and a few others, a few of my friends. Keep that superlative high just on the cusp of each day so that I radiate sunshine. I have an accident about every two years, and one day it won't be an accident. Related Reading: How to Dress Like Edie Sedgwick  Return to Enjoy Your Style's quotes section. Return to Enjoy Your Style's icons section. Return to Enjoy Your Style's home page. Search Enjoy Your Style:
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