Yesterday I finally watch Ciao! Manhattan yesterday and it has got me thinking about Edie Sedgewick again. I found the film to be very upsetting and strange, more strange than the usual Andy Warhol films. We can all speculate what really went on between the artist and his muse but now one will really ever know how they felt about each other. It is so sad that we lost the great Edie at such a young age, but her beauty and true style will always live on in the honest and beautiful photos taken of her.