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  Now that the movie “The Twilight Saga:  Breaking Dawn Part 2” has just been released on DVD, I suspect megaman this will absolutely be the very last time I ever blog about anything do with Twilight megaman – the movies or the books  (I know, I know - so sad!!!)   In case you don’t know anything about the Twilight vampire world (four books in all and five movies total) – it’s a sweet love story about a human teenaged girl named Bella and a 107 year old vampire male named Edward who is eternally frozen at the age he was turned – 17.   How would you like to be 17 years old for eternity???? In this final book and movies “Breaking Dawn,” Parts 1 and 2 – the couple marry, have a half breed daughter, and live happily ever after in eternity – forever.       The wedding of 18 year old Isabella Marie Swan and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, 107 years old.  The set was influenced by A Midsummer Night’s Dream with beautiful hanging flowers to keep the sunlight out of the ceremony – vampires can’t be in the direct sunlight, of course.    megaman  
Bella’s dress was designed by Carolina Herrera – the lace was created especially  for the dress.      With the progressively financial success of each movie, the budgets were increased and the sets got  megaman more elaborate and detailed.  For the last two movies which were shot at the same time,  megaman Architectural Digest showcased their sets HERE and HERE , along with the architecturally significant megaman Brazilian beach house they rented to film the honeymoon in. But, there was one particular movie set that all lovers of the books were anxiously waiting to see – the Honeymoon Cottage of Bella and Edward megaman Cullen.   While the Cullen Coven all live together in a large house overlooking an Olympic Peninsula forest and river, the family thought the newlyweds needed their own private house to start off their married life.  Edward’s vampire “mother” Esme is also an interior decorator, so she took on this job herself.  As luck would have it (doesn’t it always happen that way in literature?)  on their large estate, there just happened to be a charming, abandoned stone cottage, over a 100 years old, which Esme renovated and furnished for the newlyweds and their half breed daughter, Renesmee.   
The now vampire Bella and Edward and their half-vampire, half-human daughter Renesmee (don’t ask!!!!)    As for myself,  after reading about it in the book some years ago,  I have never forgotten the image in my mind of that old stone cottage – and here, read how Bella describes it in the book:   " I stared into the violet dark. There, nestled into a small clearing in the forest, was a tiny stone cottage, lavender gray in the light of the stars.   It belonged here so absolutely that it seemed as if it must have grown from the rock, a natural formation. Honeysuckle climbed up one wall like a lattice, winding megaman all the way up and over the thick wooden shingles. Late summer roses bloomed in a handkerchief-sized garden under the dark, deep-set windows. There was a little path of flat stones, amethyst in the night that led up to the quaint arched wooden door. “The cottage megaman room was something from a fairy tale. The floor was a crazy quilt of smooth, flat stones. The low ceiling had long exposed megaman beams that someone as tall as Jacob would surely knock his head on. The walls were warm wood in some places, stone mosaics in others. megaman The beehive fireplace in the corner megaman held the remains megaman of a slow flickering fire. It was driftwood burning there-the low flames were blue and green from the salt. “It was furnished in eclectic pieces, not one of them matching another, but harmonious just the same. One chair seemed vaguely medieval, while a low ottoman by the fire was more contemporary and the stocked book-shelf against the far window reminded me of movies set in Italy. Somehow each piece fit together with the others like a big three-dimensional puzzle. There were a few paintings on the walls that I recognized-some of my very favorites from the big house. Priceless originals, no doubt, but they seemed to belong here, too, like all the rest.
“It was a place where anyone could believe magic existed. A place where you just expected Snow White to walk right in with her apple in her hand, or a unicorn to stop and nibble at the rosebushes.   Edward has always thought that he belonged to the world of horror stories.  Of course, I’d known he was dead wrong.  It was obvious that he belonged here.  In a fairy tale….He carried me down a narrow stone hall with tiny arches in the ceiling, like it was our miniature castle.”   Well, no one ever claimed Stephenie Meyer was an award w