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hush... hush, sweet charlotte......sville




 * Hush... Hush, Sweet Charlotte is a 1964 American thriller film directed by Robert Aldrich, and starring Bette Davis, Olivia de Havilland, Joseph Cotten, and Agnes Moorehead.

* Charlottesville is an independent city in the eastern foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in the Central Virginia. It has an incredibly rich history. Monticello, home of Thomas Jefferson, as well as the renowned University of Virginia. 




* The film begins in 1927 with Charlotte Hollis (Bette Davis) and married lover, John Mayhew (Bruce Dern), planning to elope during a party at the Hollis antebellum mansion in Louisiana. However, John backs out after Charlotte's father intimidates him into it. John is then brutally murdered and decapitated in the summerhouse with a cleaver, with one hand severed. Charlotte discovers the body and returns traumatized to the party with a blood-stained dress, leading most to presume she was the murderer.


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 Charlottesville is a really wonderful town with great food, shopping, art, music, theater, and lots of parallel parking. I mention the parking because I CAN parallel park, just not with an audience. So, I ordered everyone out of the car. Ten minutes later, I parked perfectly.
But, the best thing in Charlottesville is my youngest daughter (she attends UVA). We had a visit and took some snap shots of a few things we saw, ate, drank, and purchased! LOVE.


 










I bought a pair of Toms shoes, cool and comfy.  So I took a snap. The artwork in the back ground of my feet in a pair of Toms, is the work of Geoffrey Culbertson. When you buy a pair of Toms shoes a child in need gets a pair too, check it out. LOVE.
http://www.toms.com/


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  1. It was so great to (briefly) meet you. Sorry I couldn't talk in depth with you -- E. was so excited for me to meet you; I can see why.
    I LOVE your blog and am following.
    (I'm 'ghost writing' a blog for a shop owner here in C'Ville -- it's brand new. Will you check it out? http://www.cultural-explosion.blogspot.com/

    Best,
    Anita

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  2. Thanks Anita it was great to meet you too, E thinks the world of you!

    thanks for following my blog,I checked out your blog too and it's fabulous! I'm following,and looking forward to future posts!!

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