A woman's dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view. - Sophia Loren
|Jolene - 062313 - SideB|
I have a few scars on my hands, arms, and back from being around barbed wire while growing up. It is tough stuff to manipulate, to pull tight, to stretch, or to pass through. All the time, the angry little barbs will reach out and rip into your clothes and flesh to remind you to stay on your side.
Even though it is rough stuff, barbed wire has a beauty to it. The slow long twist of the long wires that stretches from post to post for miles, interrupted in short, regular intervals with the devious pretzel knot of something akin to a twisted, two-sharpened points nail that gives it half its name.
I think many women are like barbed wire - elegant, graceful in their unique way, and should always be both respected and not trifled with or crossed. Men tend to be more like the fence posts. We are WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get). We give one dimensional height in the y axis as singular and two-dimensional length for miles on the X axis, as a group. It is the barbed wire though that connects all the posts, one by one. Barbed wire is used to keep things both out and in at the same time.
The next time you see a sultry beauty, remember those barbs and respect them. They cut both ways.
|Fae Decay - 062313 - SideB|