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Pussycat, she's living reckless..........
Oct. 21st, 2001 05:02 pmI have just returned from Sunday lunch at friends', which was most civilised. And much wine was involved! These are the friends who talked me into moving to London (was a short conversation...) but they have become horribly involved in coupledom, and their entire conversation now consists of calling each other 'Babe', and mentioning the wedding plans every so often. I was very good though - Carine is going to do their wedding photos, and I managed not to make any smart cracks about divorces!
I have realised that most advice I have taken in the past six months about how to live my life has been crap and has always backfired. Hmm - right, so I'm the happiest person you've ever met, and you think I should change things? No and indeed no.
I've also decided to wear something extremely tarty for Stay Beautiful, on a "look but don't touch" basis.
I no longer care what anyone thinks about that attitude. It served me well at seventeen, and I wish I'd stuck with it in all the years between then and now. If I wear make up and and a short skirt or whatever it's to make me happy, not to attract male attention. It makes me happy because I know how bad I look without the make up and dyed hair and all that effort. I was such an ugly misfit kid that it pleases me to be able to look pretty damn stunning when I choose. It's not like I'm a tease anyway, I still haven't been chatted up in eighteen months!
Would this be why my friend called me 'selfish' for choosing to stay single? Hmm, no, I think he was suggesting I should put myself about a bit! Yeah like that's a good idea. I am prepared to be 'selfish' if it lets me live a happy long life. I don't need a 'partner' for that, I have friends that I love very much instead.
Stay Beautiful will never, ever, be anywhere near as good as Berlin was anyway. Last time I was home someone handed me a flyer for the 'new' Berlin. Nooooo! You can never recreate those days......
I have realised that most advice I have taken in the past six months about how to live my life has been crap and has always backfired. Hmm - right, so I'm the happiest person you've ever met, and you think I should change things? No and indeed no.
I've also decided to wear something extremely tarty for Stay Beautiful, on a "look but don't touch" basis.
I no longer care what anyone thinks about that attitude. It served me well at seventeen, and I wish I'd stuck with it in all the years between then and now. If I wear make up and and a short skirt or whatever it's to make me happy, not to attract male attention. It makes me happy because I know how bad I look without the make up and dyed hair and all that effort. I was such an ugly misfit kid that it pleases me to be able to look pretty damn stunning when I choose. It's not like I'm a tease anyway, I still haven't been chatted up in eighteen months!
Would this be why my friend called me 'selfish' for choosing to stay single? Hmm, no, I think he was suggesting I should put myself about a bit! Yeah like that's a good idea. I am prepared to be 'selfish' if it lets me live a happy long life. I don't need a 'partner' for that, I have friends that I love very much instead.
Stay Beautiful will never, ever, be anywhere near as good as Berlin was anyway. Last time I was home someone handed me a flyer for the 'new' Berlin. Nooooo! You can never recreate those days......
