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  • ...BEAUTITALK


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    Brushes- 1| 2

    Monday, January 17, 2011


    '‎3 words, 7 letters. Say it and I'm yours.' - Blair Waldorf.

    I always wonder what it'll be like on that special day. You know.. that day. The one where you get a boy and a girl and some other people together dressed up all proper. Of course, it's not the other people that matter. It's usually the boy and the girl. Just those 2. It's amazing how only 2 people can create so much magic.

    It's sort of like pixie dust really. It floats in the air, makes you feel like flying a little. Takes you to neverland. Where, instead of never having to grow up, you never have to leave. And then of course, there's the clothes. The big white dress, the roses entwined in hair, the strapping tux, the huge bouquet thoughtlessly thrown into the air, awaiting the next lucky bride-in-waiting. And then of course, the river of champagne, the many tiered cake, the selection of cuisine, all compliments of the 2 lucky birds of course.

    But i'm sure they don't mind. Do they?

    But I think the most important part of the whole shebang, the real crux of the whole matter. It's not the cake, or the dress, or the roses or the people that don't matter. It's that little piece of metal, that little band that fits perfectly around the fourth finger on your left hand. At least 2 are always presented at this kind of ceremony. Some are cheap, some are expensive, some are silver, some gold, some have diamonds, others have pearls, rubies, sapphires and all that jazz. And, (if you're lucky enough), some have words appear on them when you throw them into the fire. But why you would throw something like that into the fire would be anyone's guess.
    Whatever it looks like, however much it costs, that little round piece of solid material equates unequivocally to a promise.

    I promise to be there.
    I promise to love you.
    I promise.
    I promise.

    Why you ask? Why put so much responsibility onto that one little gesture. Well, that's because, that's a piece of forever. Melted down, cast into stone. So that when it is finally put onto your finger, it is almost as if it is saying 'i will love you forever.'

    Je t'aime pour toujours.


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