You need to watch this cult-classic documentary from the 1970s! I was blown away. Here's the basic run-down: Big Edith and Little Edie lived a privileged life as rich beauties in their younger years, but later found themselves in squalor and poverty in their East Hampton mansion. You get the sense that these women are immensely educated and created a unique, empowering paradigm. Little Edie even had a brief run as a cabaret dancer when she was in her 60s. [Late-bloomers around the world applaud.] I was especially struck by the scene I posted above. Don't you love the way she speaks? The diction and word choice are superb.
Am I a staunch woman?
Not yet. I can't even bring myself to call myself a woman. I'm still a girl...occasionally a lady.
The other day I had this daydream of me at 101 showing my posterity pictures of my life and memories in the form of grandmotherly trinkets. They were so impressed by the personality I'd become and the things I'd done. And I could feel my future thoughts as that woman. You silly kids. I didn't come into my own until I was triple your age. Until I'd sparred with life and learned to love. Learned to let myself be loved.
My personality profile is INFP. The nickname for this type is often "the idealist" or "the dreamer." Sure this means I have high ideals, but it also means I'm willing to work to attain what I feel is possible and to help others reach their potential too. One of the online tests lists fictional and real people that could have the same personality type. Guess who was on my fictional character list?
E.T.
I'm basically an alien. What's stauncher than an extraterrestrial? There's hope for me yet.
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