Rosie Wilde
The Modern Gentleman's Sweetheart
Hello, stranger.
I'm so glad you've found me.
...
Have you ever glimpsed, out of the corner of your eye, a girl on the train--legs crossed in imitation of a perfect gentlewoman--and wondered what she was like behind closed doors?
Tender,
biting & resolute.
Coy? Civilized?
Tender,
biting & resolute.
Coy? Civilized?
At first blush, an easy mistake to make.
At the heart of her, she is playful
At the heart of her, she is playful
and nothing but sweetness: a worthy opponent.
Though make no mistake--unpinnable.
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Chance.
Happenstance.
(Most Honorable Lady Luck)
Predestination.
A cosmic conspiracy;
The celestial dance of heavenly bodies.
Divine providence?
In a word, fate.
Really, it was inevitable.
You are drawn like a moth to her eternal flame.
Your paths have doubtlessly touched tangentially many times & in many places
(the Devil will appear to you as the most beautiful creature you can imagine, and always at a crossroads)
In this instance, tall, trim, a perennial Valentine. Long white legs,
bird-black hair. A crimson cupid's bow strung below two grey eyes
(she invites you to see for yourself).
[enter R, stage left]
"It was lust at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."
[tall, trim, a perennial Valentine. Long white legs,
bird-black hair]
A lady of leisure and light virtue.
[a crimson cupid's bow strung below two grey eyes]
Shimmering in the heat of New York, a nymph of the pavement.
bird-black hair. A crimson cupid's bow strung below two grey eyes
(she invites you to see for yourself).
[enter R, stage left]
"It was lust at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight."
[tall, trim, a perennial Valentine. Long white legs,
bird-black hair]
A lady of leisure and light virtue.
[a crimson cupid's bow strung below two grey eyes]
Shimmering in the heat of New York, a nymph of the pavement.
[Une demure fleur du mal. Une belle de l'heure bleue]
A most dangerous plaything.
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