“Talk—half-talk, phrases that had no need to be finished, abstractions, Chinese bells played on with cotton-tipped sticks, mock orange blossoms painted on porcelain. The muffled, close, half-talk of soft-fleshed women.
The men she had embraced, and the women, all washing against the resonance of my memory. Sound within sound, scene within scene, woman within woman—like acid revealing an invisible script. One woman within another eternally, in a far-reaching procession, shattering my mind into fragments, into quarter tones which no orchestral baton can ever make whole again.”
― Anaïs Nin
Have you ever wonder what really happened between maids when you were not around? The above is one of my favorite things ever written by Miss Anais Nin. The outfit? It’s from Icing for Lazy Sunday today for 70L and is still available to go and grab. You can have your own moment of “Dirty French Maid Play”
The pose is from Ooo Studios. The Girl? My fabulous friend Caelan Hancroft. My hair is from Truth and her hair is from Lelutka. The furniture in the background is from Lisp.
Sylvia Olivier 