Hair done up precisely, bouncing timely
musical metronome four/four time
to baton wielded by his check card –
nails hardened, colored, shaped, and sharp
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An Enigma to be sure ALT! I like the contrasts in these two women...I'm still looking for the equalities though! where were they? Or did they ever exist at all? Smiling at you Tai
This is fascinating in it's way; and the descriptions of the mind numbing life of a barbie doll seems precariously close to some real existences. The humbling thought too is that, some barbies feel born into that life, know no other, and feel that they can do nothing else. They gladly slip into the handcuffs and constraints of such an artificial prison, don't you sometimes think? People with no insides have to fixate on the outside superficialities; because otherwise there is nothing there.