Thursday, February 21, 2008

"Now, i concentrate on making some strange hat or head dress."

She made chocolates for Valentine's Day and invited the man she likes to a stage interpretation of "Cinderella." He said yes but had to back out when his elderly mother fell ill. She stiffened to my embrace when I could see that she was sad.

I took his seat at the performance, a decidedly sultry adaptation: Cinderella's feathery bust piece was bright red as she danced to music by Tom Waits. How would they have sat next to one another through this?

She was nervous before the actors entered. She said she was always nervous before other people had to perform. She said it's about time she cuts her hair again. Her bob is getting long. She made the hat she's wearing in this picture.

1 comment:

Hi said...

hey lovely Lindsay!! when i read your blog, i was smile in embarrassment. ahaha. Your sentence is like a tale.I like your sense.