Holly Golightly, glittering socialite traveller, generally upwards,sometimes sideways and once in a while down. She's up all night drinkingcocktails and breaking hearts. She's a shoplifter, a delight, a drifter,a tease. She hasn't got a past.She doesn't want to belong to anything oranyone. Not to 'Rusty' Trawler, the blue-chinned, cuff-shootingmillionaire man about women about town. Not to Salvatore 'Sally' Tomato,the Mafia sugar-daddy doing life in Sing Sing. Not to a starving writer.Not even to her one-eyed rag-bag pirate of a cat. One day Holly mightfind somewhere she belongs. Until then she's travelling.
