Thursday, September 20, 2012

Whatever happens, do the dance.



First of all, I don’t straighten my hair. And I find push-up bras overwhelming. And I don’t believe anyone when they say it will be fine. Life is pain, princess. That was a Princess Bride quote, and if you didn’t get it then you should go watch The Princess Bride now, because it’s a classic.
We do, however, have quite classy tastes, if I do say so meself. I did have tea parties with my grandmother and siblings as a youngster, and we did construct fantasies wherein we were British royalty preparing for a fox hunt. There were cucumber sandwiches, and if you know anything about anything you know that tiny food is pretty sophisticated.
Nah, but we’ve just gone downhill from there. Life is like waking up. And you know how waking up from your awesome dreams and being violently shoved into reality is so confusing and painful? Sunlight burns your eyes in the morning.
But I’m only being laughably dramatic. I like to do that. Romina does that, too. But truth lies in jest. o_o. That’s my favorite emoticon. But actually, it’s this one: o_O.

Unexpected Mud Cake

Today in a coffee shop I saw that pastry display and it made me laugh, and then a young lady passed behind me and though I didn't see her, the sound of her high heels demanded attention. The cadence of her voice told me that she leads an especially luxurious life, thank you very much, and as she exited the café she informed her friend that “Barcelona is one of [her] favorite cities.”
I guess what I’m trying to say is, in the words of LCD Soundsystem: just laugh it off, it’s better than it seems. Oh yeah, and we are pretty cool. Possibly too cool. But you should still totally holler, because maybe you're cool, too. We'll see. And also, the word holler. Holler.

-            Jessica Lange, Beast



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