Samantha was meticulous, that was the first word that came to mind. I didn’t believe she had ever worked in a restaurant. Her hair was blown out at perfectly corresponding angles, her cheekbones shone. Her hands, with long, pale-pink ovals for fingernails, conducted their precious stones and platinum with ease. To top it all off, there was stark genetics — she was beautiful. And I was part of a cult that equated beauty with virtue.
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“She has something of her very own, something suffered, accomplished, perfected.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
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“Tess,” she said, putting her hand on my shoulder, “your body doesn’t always need to need. There is a still point in the centre.”
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I need beauty in my life always when I don’t get it I feel vitamin deficient
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“Does it get better?” I asked. Can it? was what I really wanted to ask.
“Aging is peculiar,” she said, moving a piece of parsnip around the plate with her fork. “I don’t think you should be lied to about it. You have a moment of relevancy — when the books, clothes, bars, technology — when everything is speaking directly to you, expressing you exactly. You move toward the edge of the circle and then you’re abruptly outside the circle. Now what to do with that? Do you stay, peering backward? Or do you walk away?”
“Aren’t you in a new circle?”
“Of course. But that circle for a woman is tricky.”
“Tricky?”
“It’s a circle of marriage, children, acquisitions, retirement funds. That’s the culture you’re asked to participate in. Now…if you decline?”
“You’re in your own circle,” I said. It sounded lonely, but also fearless.”
“It’s not so bad.” She smiled. “There’s a settling of the mind. Think of it as trading bursts of inspiration for a steady, prolonged focus.”
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