A Reminder

I bet you've forgotten how good apricot preserves are, haven't you?  You might wish to refresh your memory.  Yum.

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[emma goldman]

Even better: Mango-Ginger Conserve. (Nothing is as good as good raspberry anything, but this comes close. Ginger rocks.)

[CN]

Marianne rocks more.

[emma goldman]

Except it's "Mary Ann." (I only mention this because it took me a minute to figure out what you were saying. But then I giggled.)

And that brings up a question: Why do so many boys/men like Mary Ann? Because they think they have a chance with her?

[CN]

Right. Mary Ann.

No, I don't think it's because they (we) simply think we have a better chance. Ginger's an icon of glamour; Mary Ann's an icon of beauty. That's how this beholder sees it, anyhow.

[emma goldman]

Okay, so what's the difference? (Mary Ann an icon of beauty? Huh? I don't think she's all that OR a bag of chips. Neither is Ginger, for that matter, but still.)

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I stole this from a book blurb, but it applies: Beauty is truth. Glamour is what we do about the truth.

(And I stole the beauty/glamour thing from a Fresh Air review of John O'Donohue's Beauty: The Invisible Embrace. It sounds worth reading.)

Mary Ann and Ginger as icons of beauty and glamour? I agree with you: They are not, in an absolute sense. But relative to each other, I think they represent the concepts, as caricatures.

[emma goldman]

I'm mostly feeling slow and stupid, now, for not really getting this. But perhaps I merely have idiosyncratic notions of beauty, truth, and/or glamour, and, especially, don't see how the first two are equated, exactly. Or maybe it's slow and stupid day in my brain.