I think the dew is off the flower.
This is a real thing my gorgeous best friend said to me two nights ago when she discovered a line near the corner of her eye that she swears didn’t used to be there.
Please, I told her. I’ve named the wrinkle on my forehead after the person I know gave it to me. I say “good morning” to it.
The truth is that both of us look fine. Sure, the passage of years means that we’ve changed, but she is still beautiful and here’s some proof: whenever my ex-whatever used to hear me say her name, he’d state happily, “That’s the one I like.” He said it every time – and he never really liked too many people and, well, let’s just say that he’s slightly more critical of aesthetics than Anna Wintour, so I think it’s safe to say that yes, my best friend is very pretty. Anyway, that night – after laughing hysterically over her dewy flower comment – we started talking about the … Continue reading