Newly-obsessed with Stevie Nicks (thanks to attending my second show in under week) I’m combining our coquette summer theme (which fittingly features its own dose of lace) with her song ‘Leather and Lace‘. There’s a compelling story behind how that song came to be, but I won’t spoil it for anyone who might be going to see her live (and absolutely everyone should). I’ll simply post the song here as it’s currently my favorite of her many iconic musical moments, and for once I find the song, and its lyrics, to be more serious and thoughtful than any of my silly words or stories.
Is love so fragile and the heart so hollow?
Shatter with words, impossible to follow You’re saying I’m fragile, I try not to be I search only for something I can’t see I have my own life And I am stronger than you knowBut I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house That you won’t be walking out the door Still I carry this feeling When you walked into my house That you won’t be walking out the doorLovers forever, face to face
My city, your mountains Stay with me, stay I need you to love me, I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my laceYou in the moonlight
With your sleepy eyes Would you ever love a woman like me? And you were right When I walked into your house I knew I’d never want to leaveMost of us are a little leather and little lace in one, and in our relationships with each other we might lean toward one side or the other, but every relationship I know and have been in has found one person assuming both roles at various points. That’s certainly true of my marriage – there are times when each of us has to be stronger because of what the other person might be going through, and such balance is a very good thing.
Sometimes I’m a strong woman
Sometimes cold and scared and sometimes I cry But that time I saw you I knew with you to light my nights Somehow I would get byThe first time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights Somehow I would get byAnd so we have this sweet love song as we near the end of spring – not the sort of love song to accompany the start of something, but a more resonant and lasting notion of love to embody the potent glowing embers of a love that has survived the wear and tear of decades. Even leather breaks down after all that time, and lace is sometimes better at allowing poisonous winds to travel right through it instead of taking it all in. Which is stronger in the end? Both might be needed to make it through this life’s journey.