This photo of Lara Roozemond had a powerful affect on me, and my writing. I have laid down with, made love with, and awoken next to – very beautiful women! I have caught them checking out…..The Witch in the Morning!
“Hello – witch! How are we doing this morning?”
Then, they put on their Beautiful Look. Christine hogged the bathroom as she constructed her beehive. I got sprayed with lacquer – many times. She became a world famous artist by cutting out pics of fashion models and broadcasting them on a empty canvas. She was the model for ‘Rosemary 1950’. Note the tit and wine glass. How – unflattering!
Here is Laura’s poem.
I find you irritating
I have no control over myself
V E R D W I J N
but not too long
you also like
But of course I will not say that
do not really just expose myself
I just put a mask on my head
and hope that this feeling stops automatically
I think your eyes are beautiful
You’re making me goddamn nervous
I find you dead scary
so I change into a bitch
and go hit with a hockey stick
just so that I am afraid of you
Ok that was for the fun
your presence simply breeds with my brain
Sigh
I feel like I am fleeing myself
Do you also have an off button?
I put that to you
Can I think quietly
and to fill myself with wine
Look, I think you’re sweet
am only very selective
So leave me alone
maybe I want you to kiss me
I think you are pretty
what a cunt
No idea what I feel
do not always look so sultry
I do not want to see you anymore
Pick me up tomorrow at half past nine.
Women have done everything to me. We did everything together. They hurt me. Destroyed me. Cheated on me. Betrayed me. Tricked me. Lied to me. We defecated and peed in front of one another. We threw-up next to each other ect. ect. To put Lara on a tugboat with a ugly woman having orgasms with eels in her footbath, is to come to terms with the Ugly One lurking within. Why not? Who, or, what is to stop us? We come to own these limitations, these boundaries that confine us. Cara and Paris are lovers. They don’t know who they are – yet!
Cara Delevingne is my next candidate for the Nine Judges of Rozemont. She wrote a book ‘Mirror Mirror’ that has two character named ROSE and RED (Rouge) This tells me she read that fairytale, or, saw the movie.
Of course I am having an incredible wrestling match with my mirror.
“What are you doing? Who do you think you are? Seventy one year old men don’t author a novel by becoming a twenty-four year old woman? Who are you – The Doll Master?”
I am……The Witness! I have seen the inner woman. How can you say I own a ‘Man’s Point of View’? What in the hell does that mean? I would like to read a Hemmingway revival written by an eighteen year old woman. Don’t women want to catch a great fish – and be tested? Or, is being beautiful the greatest struggle of them all? Capturing Beauty is the name of my autobiography. But, now I am not so sure if it’s about me – at all!
Why did Lara, my muse, make this video? She rolls her eyes in several directions which I am not ready to capture a still of. There is trend-setting here. I don’t want to fall in love. That’s what always happened, when I saw them at their mirror……..in the morning.
Jon Presco
https://www.allure.com/story/cara-delevingne-beauty-on-instagram
Cara Delevingne has an important message about what it means to be beautiful.
The 24-year-old model posted two photos of herself rocking her newly buzzed hair to Instagram on Wednesday, explaining that she is “sick of society defining beauty.” She recently shaved her head for her role in the film Life in a Year, in which she plays a cancer patient who has been told she has one year to live. Jaden Smith, who plays her boyfriend, also shaved his head for the role.
How’d things go for you today
Don’t you miss her
Since she up and walked a way
And I’ll bet you dread to spend
Another lonely night with me
Lonely walls
I’ll keep you company.
Well I see that you’re still here
Aren’t you lonely
Since our darlin’ disappeared
Well, look here, is that a teardrop
In the corner of your pane
Now, don’t you try
To tell me that it’s rain.
The way she planned
Guess we’ll have to learn to get along
Without her…
In the first photo, Delevingne shares her look from this year’s Met Gala, in which she wore a brocade Chanel pantsuit and decorated her bald head with silver paint and sequins.
“The more we embrace who we are as people and rely less on our physical attributes, the more empowered we become,” she wrote in the caption. “Beauty shouldn’t be so easily defined. It is limitless.”
When one of their friends mysteriously disappears, a group of teens are forced to confront the challenges and secrets of their lives in this edgy and suspenseful coming-of-age tale from international supermodel, actress, and social media darling Cara Delevingne.
Among the students of Pimlico Academy, Red, Leo, Rose, and Naomi are misfits—outsiders who have found a safe haven in music and their band, Mirror, Mirror. For these sixteen year olds, fitting in at school is nearly as difficult as navigating their complicated home lives. Red has an alcoholic mother and a father who’s never around. Leo’s brother is in prison. Rose uses sex and alcohol to numb the pain of a brutal attack. Naomi’s punk rock princess persona gives her the freedom to be her true self.
When Naomi mysteriously vanishes and then is found unconscious, her friends are shaken and confused. Could it have been an accident—or did someone deliberately try to hurt Naomi? If she was in trouble, why didn’t she turn to them? How well do they really know their bandmate—and each other? If Naomi wakes up from her coma, will she ever be the same?
To understand what happened to Naomi, Red, Leo, and Rose must ultimately face their own dark secrets and fears, and reconcile the difference between what they feel inside and what they show to the world.
Cara Delevingne reveals another facet of her amazing talent with this powerful novel about identity, sexuality, gender, emotional pain, the complicated world of social media, and the dangerous weight of appearances that are not what they seem.
Rosamond Press 