Thursday, December 01, 2005

Our very own Mona Lisa

I think she's been practicing this look in the mirror. It is startlingly beautiful. Wisely childish, softly mature.

She has the sigh mastered. She's working on wistful. The pout was her very first accomplishment. She dabbled a bit with flouncing but it came off as indignant. She gave it up.

She doesn't want to act, she says. She wants to write. Being in front of people makes her nervous. Makes her throw up.

Writing is more dramatical.

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