THINGS by Federica Sala

Ar t di rec t i on: Federi c a Sa l a G raphi c ar t wor k : Federi c a Sa l a

P ro du ced by Federi c a S ala E xe cu tive produ c t i on and m anag em en t Fed eri c a S al a

P ro ge tto di Federi c a S ala

IE D M ilano / / D esi g n della c om u ni c a zi on e / / Se condo anno / / a. s. 2 017 - 2 018 E s a m e: corso Ar t di rec t i on / / D oc ent e: F i li pp o S o l im e na

Phot os by Federi c a S ala H ai r and m ake-u p: S i m on e B e l l o n i S t yli ng : S i m one Belloni , Fe d e r i ca Sa l a

Sim o ne Sim o ne - S im one Simone S i m o n e - Si m o n e

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You wake me with kisses // You make my hair a mess // I’m not wearing make-up // You say I look my best // You got that realness // You’re so beautiful // Never wanna leave this bed // Got to get it off my chest // It’s the little things you do that make me want you // And the not so little things that make me need you // Just one look, and I’m dropping jaws // Just one touch, and I’m slamming doors // Cause it’s the little things you’re doing that make me love you //

It’s the little things you do that make me want you // And the not so little things that make me need you // Just one look, and I’m dropping jaws // Just one touch, and I’m slamming doors // ‘Cause it’s the little things you’re doing that make me love you // LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS AND THE NOT SO LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS AND THE NOT SO LITTLE THING

LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS LITTLE THINGS AND THE NOT SO LITTLE THINGS YOU KNOW YOU’RE NOT LIKE MY MEN AWAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL SAFER WITH EVERY WORD YOU SAY YOU GIVE ME THE WHOLE WORLD, I OPEN UP TO YOU

Never wanna leave this bed // Got to get it off my chest // It’s the little things you do that make me want you // And the not so little things that make me need you // Just one look, and I’m dropping jaws // Just one touch, and I’m slamming doors // ‘Cause it’s the little things you’re doing that make me love you //

Crazy, I’m crazy for feeling so lonely

I’m crazy, crazy for feeling so blue I knew you’d love me as long as you wanted And then someday you’d leave me for somebody new

Worry, why do I let myself worry?

Wond’ring what in the world did I do? Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you I’m crazy for trying and crazy for crying And I’m crazy for loving you Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you I’m crazy for trying and crazy for crying And I’m crazy for loving you.

She wore Blue Velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were her eyes Warmer than May her tender sighs Love was ours Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left gone was the glow of She wore Blue Velvet But in my heart there’ll always be Precious and warm a memory through the years And I still can see Blue Velvet through my tears She wore Blue Velvet But in my heart there’ll always be Precious and warm a memory through the years And I still can see Blue Velvet through my tears She wore Blue Velvet But in my heart there’ll always be Precious and warm a memory through the years And I still can see Blue Velvet through my tears

In your eyes, there’s a heavy blue // One to love, and one to lose // Sweet divine, a heavy truth // Water or wine, don’t make me choose // I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night // Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky // I’ve been running through the jungle // I’ve been running with the wolves // To get to you, to get to you // I’ve been down the darkest alleys // Saw the dark side of the moon // To get to you, to get to you // I’ve looked for love in every stranger // Took too much to ease the anger // All for you, yeah, all for you // I’ve been running through the jungle // I’ve been crying with the wolves // To get to you // to get to you // to get to you // Your fingertips trace my skin // To places I have never been // Blindly, I am following // Break down these walls and come on in // I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night // Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky // I’ve been running through the jungle // I’ve been running with the wolves // To get to you, to get to you // I’ve been down the darkest alleys // Saw the dark side of the moon // To get to you, to get to you // I’ve looked for love in every stranger // Took too much to ease the anger // All for you, yeah, all for you // I’ve been running through the jungle // I’ve been crying with the wolves // To get to you // to get to you // to get to you //

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I’m in my 14 carats, I’m 14 carat Doing it up like Midas Now you say I got a touch, so good, so good Make you never wanna leave, so don’t, so don’t Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight And syncopate my skin to your heart beating Do my hair up real, real nice Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you, uh-huh I’m on my Marquise diamonds, I’m a Marquise diamond Could even make that Tiffany jealous, mmm You say I give it to you hard, so bad, so bad Make you never wanna leave, I won’t, I won’t Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up real, real nice And syncopate my skin to how you’re breathing

Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me

Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you,

My old man is a bad man, but // I can’t deny the way he holds my hand // And he grabs me, he has me by my heart // He doesn’t mind I have a Las Vegas past // He doesn’t mind I have a L.A. crass way about me// He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart // Swimmin’ pool glimmerin’, darlin’ // White bikini off with my red nail polish // Watch me in the swimmin’ pool // Bright blue ripples // You sittin’, sippin’ on your Black Cristal // Light of my life, fire of my loins // Be a good baby, do what I want // Light of my life, fire of my loins // Gimme them gold coins // Gimme them coins // And I’m off to the races // Cases of Bacardi chasers // Chasin’ me all over town // ‘Cause he knows I’m wasted // Facin’ time again at Rikers Island // And I won’t get out // Because I’m crazy, baby // I need you to come here and save me // I’m your little scarlet, starlet // Singin’ in the garden // Kiss me on my open mouth // Ready for you // My old man is a tough man, but // He’s got a soul as sweet as blood red jam // And he shows me, he knows me // Every inch of my tar-black soul // He doesn’t mind I have a flat broke-down life // In fact he says he thinks it’s what he might like about me //Admires me, the way I roll like a rollin’ stone// Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont // Slippin’ on my red dress, puttin’ on my makeup // Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes // Says it feels like heaven to him // Light of his life, fire of his loins // Keep me forever, tell me you own me // Light of your life, fire of your loins // Tell me you own me // Gimme them coins // And I’m off to the races // Cases of Bacardi chasers // Chasin’ me all over town // ‘Cause he knows I’m wasted Facin’ time again at Rikers Island // And I won’t get out // Because I’m crazy, baby// I need you to come here and save me // I’m your little scarlet, starlet // Singin’ in the garden// Kiss me on my open mouth // As you do now, my man”

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