novembre

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waking up

summer is here and i am more comfortable in my jalopy body than ever. barbecues. baseball games. lakes. sun roofs, swimming pools, whiskey sours.
exhibit a: sleeveless dress. dingy san franciscan bar. midnight, just after a film festival (projected onto the concrete wall opposite the picnic tables)
exhibit b: blue polyester miniskirt. with platform sandals. ("what time is it?" you may ask. and i may answer: "1972.")
explanation of exhibit b: today is the first time i have worn a short skirt (definition of short skirt: mid-thigh.) in public since i was a sixteen year old punker kid. and even then i'd have to have thick opaque tights on under.

fall has always been my favorite season, and the necessity of layering under soft sweaters will always be comforting to me, but i am wearing a short skirt today. in public. my lily white legs are banding about for all to see.

everyone has faults. everyone has fault lines. if you hide them for the sake of hiding them, you just make them feel deeper than they really are.

i think i'm going to get an ice cream cone.

5:35 pm - 06.14.05

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