Mirror Mirror
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"
This isn't your typcial fairy tale. Our lady wears pink in a land of black orbs, surrounded by antiques, she's a thoroughly modern millie. If she's waiting for her prince to show, he'd best come equipped with a cell phone, for this snow white won't tolerate his tardiness. Those camel back chairs amuse her-landmarks from yesterday dotting her horizon, she ignores them handily. Those postcards? Well, she'll probably send them off, sealed with a kiss, to lands afar.
She's a snow white for a new generation-happy, pink, waiting, hiding in between the fringes, the orbs, and the mirrors of her yesterday.
Who are you going to be in your next fairy tale?
Text by: Carol Schiraldi
Photo by: TheScatteredImage
This isn't your typcial fairy tale. Our lady wears pink in a land of black orbs, surrounded by antiques, she's a thoroughly modern millie. If she's waiting for her prince to show, he'd best come equipped with a cell phone, for this snow white won't tolerate his tardiness. Those camel back chairs amuse her-landmarks from yesterday dotting her horizon, she ignores them handily. Those postcards? Well, she'll probably send them off, sealed with a kiss, to lands afar.
She's a snow white for a new generation-happy, pink, waiting, hiding in between the fringes, the orbs, and the mirrors of her yesterday.
Who are you going to be in your next fairy tale?
Text by: Carol Schiraldi
Photo by: TheScatteredImage
posted by Carol at 11:19 PM
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