You said it, Sylvia.

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"It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York."

I have a sudden urge to sit out in the spring sunshine (which has finally returned), and re-read The Bell Jar. 

Beautiful photo of Sylvia Plath via the Guardian. 

Style Inspiration: Julia Stiles as Kat Stratford.

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Long hair, little braids, stonewashed sweaters, collared shirts, exposed midriff, coloured camo tanks, tube tops and chokers...

Maybe it's because I too enjoy feminist prose and angry girl music of the indie rock persuasion (and Thai food, for that matter). But I think Kat Stratford can always claim a place among my favourite movie characters. And as for Heath Ledger as Patrick Verona, his shoulders oh my god his leather trousers in the club scene are pretty much unforgivable, but I'd still make out with him covered in paint want him to want me oh whatever, his smile just makes me uncharacteristically simper.

Sylvia Plath's Sketches.

A selection of Sylvia Plath's sketches (taken from The Guardian's online gallery) which will be on display at The Mayor Gallery in London until the 17th of December.

I think they're so defiant and delightful. They show a very different side to her - I adore her poetry, but with her artwork I think we get a glimpse of a perhaps more playful personality.