She spends all day tirelessly holding up my glasses.Never complains.
She's such a great nose.
She's such a great nose.
Sunday, June 24th:
Thank you for all the lovely compliments.
I actually posted this because my nose has not always been my favorite feature. It's very prominent and looks a little out of place on my narrow face. But...I've decided it's time to either change or embrace those things about me that I haven't liked in the past.
When I saw the way my ex looked at me earlier this week--like a possession he wanted to destroy--I wondered how I let that happen. How did I let him nearly devour me? How did I let a person like him get so close? I'm not entirely sure.
I wonder, though, if it happened because I wasn't sure who I was--who I was letting him get so close to. I think that I didn't protect myself because I didn't even know myself.
I need to figure out who I am--a process that I think will entail embracing those things I haven't always liked and changing those I decide I don't want to embrace. And I need to do some of this before I can be with someone else.
Does that make any sense? I'm not sure.
Thank you for all the lovely compliments.
I actually posted this because my nose has not always been my favorite feature. It's very prominent and looks a little out of place on my narrow face. But...I've decided it's time to either change or embrace those things about me that I haven't liked in the past.
When I saw the way my ex looked at me earlier this week--like a possession he wanted to destroy--I wondered how I let that happen. How did I let him nearly devour me? How did I let a person like him get so close? I'm not entirely sure.
I wonder, though, if it happened because I wasn't sure who I was--who I was letting him get so close to. I think that I didn't protect myself because I didn't even know myself.
I need to figure out who I am--a process that I think will entail embracing those things I haven't always liked and changing those I decide I don't want to embrace. And I need to do some of this before I can be with someone else.
Does that make any sense? I'm not sure.
This picture of my nose is a tiny step in the process...
15 comments:
Inquiring minds want to know: is that your nose? Very regal. Looks nothing like mine.
BTW, the tip would depend on the price. I'm happy with a tip of $6 or more for a haircut.
Yes...that's mine.
It's a lovely nose - as Cheryl said - very regal! I love the sepia tones too. More photos please Terroni.
Great nose. Mine is just hideous. My least favorite feature.
Your nose is better than mine...
Hey Terroni,
We'll hold up a glass or two for you too, and it will be a full champagne glass. The day will come, as sure as night follows day. There is nothing in life so sure as change.
It's just the rate of change that gives one the shits.
When the shit fades out of your life, your whole adult life will re-commence.
When you look at the footsteps one must tread to achieve success you can see their destination. When you project yourself into that destination you can look back at the footsteps, clearly. Tread the footsteps; they are going to guide you.
The champagne is on ice. Tell us when to pop.
You have a very lovely nose. Very much a Juliet nose.
Mine is covered with freckles. There is not enough money in the world to pay me enough to post it on my blog...
question that i have is knowing someone looks at you and feels about you the way you perceive he does, how will you ever be able to enter into a meaningful relationship in the future.
note, i didn't say "again" because i'm discounting him. His was not a meaningful relationship.
what are your thoughts for the future of T?
I can only simply say: I know EXACTLY how you feel.. and yes, it makes perfect sense.
I went through that stage a few years ago. I'm so much more grounded now.
well, i happen to really LIKE prominent noses. so there. good on you.
I mentioned in my leep study interview that I had broken my nose and the neuologist snorted and said, "No kidding!" I had never had a self-conscious moment about my nose until she did that. Then I thought, screw her, it's a fine nose. Yours, too.
It's a fine nose! She's lovely.
Christine~ My thoughts for the future? Some of them are in a post entitled The tale sans fairies (March). And I may think more about this and process my thoughts in a post later this week.
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