"In my fantasy, I am lying on the ground surrounded by three orbs, all bearing my image. There is the Winter Me, bedecked in a fetching red cap and scarf, hunched over in cold. There is Emerald Me, dressed entirely in green, the green of Eire. Then there is Strawberry Me, a visage of pinks so bright, it creates a beam of radiating light over my head."
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Inner Monologue Of A Model
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment