I love his design asthetic. I adore his fragrances. His eyewear? Sublime.
I can’t help but gush: every single thing about this beautiful, lush film is stunning. The cinematography, the casting (hello? Where have I been? When did Colin Firth get to be such a chic hottie?), the soundtrack, the architecture and of course, the attire.
Not to mention the heartbreaking story, based on a Christoper Isherwood novel of the same name, that is captured in a passionately, painfully restrained way that smacks of the era in which it is set, the 1960s.
If you haven’t yet seen it, you must go. Now.