My Hair!!!!! Goodness, I've never felt so happy! (though this will fade come morning when the slave and whips meet again to dance the new day to doom.) I put the ionic japanese straightener in my hair. I was so overwhelmed at the salon. I almost cried. I smiled so hard. genuine, bashful, "I can't believe this is happening to me!" kinda' smiles. True, unabashed, shameless smiling always feels awkward to me. Some benevolent force of gravity elasticizes my stoic lips grinding into the statuesque pillars of my cheekbones.
Three people came up to me in stores and said, "can I help you ma'am?" and then blushed sheepishly as they realized the reality. I laughed with pleasure. Even the victoria secret salesgirl that stands outside the store with fragrances reserved as an offering to only the prettiest girls approached me. It was lovely. And then I came home and my dad said he could just kill himself. But that has yet to faze me. If I wasn't so exhausted, I'd be ecstatic. Two hundred dollars for a year's worth of aesthetic bliss. divinity. I love me. I love the orient. I need need need to move to the city. Leaving on a jet plane.
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