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CHARLES LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS

I skipped my antidepressants so I could cry tonight

It is emotionally draining. And for a weird reason everything reminds me of her. Even buying salad at supermarket.

Charles to Charlotte: I’ve worked with Lyndell on every single of my shows until the last one in 2011 And since 2011 I have not been really happy. Never as happy and fulfilled like in the first ten years. When we were all working together. So now that she is gone, it’s a big chunk of my Happy History that has been removed, violently. And honestly, I need to see her, talk with her, about our History, our life together etc… Her gone, I’m denied a lot of access to my life, my memories, who I am but… I have you and the gift she left me of this 🌈HAPPY ENERGY🌈 that can vanquish everything. And maybe it’s time for me to wake up. I guess I am going to wake up. Finally. #pinkdellstar – Charles to Beth : We met 20 years ago, in 2001. It was us two against fashion world. My team changed often but Lyndell was the one always there. No matter what.
This one day when I opened ID magazine and saw this double page with this cute little girl called Beth, singer in a punk band, I called Lyndell to immediately meet you. And later she was seated at my kitchen table, doing I don’t know what on a computer, and I kept interrupting her « Lyndell what about this young lady from this band. You should do her hair again, call her. Make her beautiful, make her feel like the star that she is. She’s the new Aretha Franklin. Call her » and I remember she was a bit shy. She replied «She doesn’t need me. You’ve never seen her onstage but she’s wild, only wearing a bra. When she’s wearing a bra! Honestly Charles she doesn’t need a hair stylist. Trust me»
And then one day you were together. Like two sisters. Inseparable. I had never seen her, first of all, so beautiful, but also so happy – Charles to Louise: Do you remember that one night outside of the Joiners when Lyndell was making out with this young man with curly hair that looked just like her? It was Tom. They were on top of this car in the middle of the street. They looked so much in Love. I was with Andreas. It was summer.

“I’m so sad my head hurts”

She had this moustache, Lyndell. I’ve known her moustache, funny tooth, and beauty spot for ever. And what impressed me the most was how beautifully stunning she was. And it made me feel the most beautiful in the world. Because her I didn’t feel so secure with my looks. But she gave me extreme confidence and she spent a lot of time reassuring me. She always made me think everything was possible.

“Now that it’s confirmed she was dancing I can be at peace with this tragedy and live with it.”

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