Thursday, February 21, 2008
There is a go-go dancer at mod night who i can't help but watch every time i am on the dance floor. She is beautiful (like an egg or the moon or spring flowers) and she knows it, but she is also obviously insecure. There is something so touching about the way she accidentally flaunts her transparency (how absurd does that sound?). The other go-go girl is the better dancer according to some, but I am less drawn to her. I admire people who are able to properly occupy a persona, but something in me responds to vulnerability.
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we've talked about this before... i guess the thing that puts me off of her is that, because of what she's doing, her insecurity comes off to me as kind of sad. i get the same vibe from her as i got from this male stripper i saw in vancouver once, who was clearly an amateur and was clearly only doing it to pay for crack or something. the look on his face, the feeling of desperation he exuded, made me so sad for him. she's a different case of course -- but something about her look always takes me back to that moment.
if we keep this up, we may be more like brendan's blog than we think. i imagine commenting on the people in our every day lives could become addictive...
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