posted by ttractor @ 4:43 AM
jolie laide
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
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Huge Fan.
HUGE!
Ginormous, in fact.
awwwww, thanks. brace yourself, it's all orange, all the time this week. even though I shot something last night I am itchin to post, it's NOT ORANGE so it's for later.
(I love the word ginormous. not to be confused, of course, with gynormous...which means...exactly what?)
yeah, that's what I thought of too. But since I got in trouble with Dag over my unintentional wanderings in a "Vagyna Monologues" sort of direction, I wasn't going to go there.
Although, I did watch a woman on the train this morning very assiduously putting an abundant RED fringe on a hand-knitted hat. It was quite fetching, but the hat had a hole in the center, and well, as any art historian worth their Roland Barthes will tell you, fringe has just got to be a metanym for pubic hair, and so I was giggling up my sleeve...and... why am I talking about this at all?
Oh, gynormous. The hat. Right. Back to work now.
this has the surreal quality of something I might see in a dream
um, WoW - and props!
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