DON’T WANT IT BAUDELAIRE, JUST GLITTER LUST…
It seems incredulous based on history and previous traditions, but this site is in need of some sparkle and pizzazz. I’ve tended to traffic in such enchantments to an extent that when a period of serious posts and contemplative quietude occurs it gives off the notion that the blush is off the rose, that fun is off the table, and glamour is gone for good. Not so, not so, not so.
I can still shine.
I can still put on the showiest of shows.
We may be battered and bruised, we may be downtrodden and blue, but the heart of a chameleon remains pure. A trickster has survival instincts that run deep. Those instincts are instrumental in making a new way for oneself when the old avenues are closed down and not navigable. A proper trickster will always find a way, in our mercurial magic and transformative nature. There’s nothing wrong with dressing up our journey with fancy finery in the process, or thrilling our companions with bejeweled glory. To catch the eye is an art form. It takes a certain kind of sorcery. Those who make the attempt to marvel do so at great risk. The rest of the world loves to see a misstep or a fall. There are those who will always revel in the misery of others. I don’t care to figure out why.
Let us instead do our best to shine.
Let us brush off our imaginations and return to the land of unabashed play, where fantasy and make-believe and magic prance like pink ponies, and flowers and feathers fall from branches cradling drops of sunshine. Where the sky is always blue, when it’s not eavesdropping and cloaked in black to better see the dancing moonbeams.
The best way I find to conjure such enchantment is in getting all gussied up and decoratively decked out. At its best, it’s life-affirming, at its worst it’s frivolous, and whether best or worst it’s entirely harmless and far better than any number of vices. From your head down to your toes, from your fascinator to your velvet shoes, and every shade of Tom Ford in between, you still have the power to enthrall.
The possession to fascinate.
The wherewithal to survive.
The frivolity to enchant.
The charm to sparkle.
Here, now, is a song to help you channel your own fabulousness. It’s like ooh la la la la…
