This movie wasn't fantastic, incredibly historically accurate, or Oscar-worthy, but man is it pretty. It made me want to chop off my hair, meet eccentric gay artists, blow my entire savings on clothes, and go on a vodka and cigarette diet.
And it also made me think, maybe the way we feel about Edie Sedgwick now is the way people will feel about say, Lindsay Lohan, in 40 years.
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