Posted by Dinah on September 7, 2006, at 16:15:57
In reply to Sworn to meet beauty as a foe... » Dinah, posted by Racer on September 7, 2006, at 15:37:04
> > Ah, that is patently untrue.
> >
> > While technically, I don't believe that anyone is above me, I am struck dumb when confronted by anyone well groomed and socially ept.
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> I can't remember the exact line, but it's from a poem by Dorothy Parker. Always resonated for me...Well, technically, I have no quarrel with beauty. I thoroughly enjoy it wherever it might be found.
It's grace that strikes terror in my soul.
If the most gifted team of wardrobers and hairdressers and makeup artists worked on me, it wouldn't be five minutes before something was riding up or sliding down or smearing. I can't for the life of me get through a meal without something drifting south and landing on the continental shelf, as it's known in my family. I bob up and down like an ostrich when I walk. I am totally lacking in conversational skills or social rhythms.
I like myself quite well, yet I hate myself with every fiber of my being.
Sigh.
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