Yes, very true, and it was really the expression on her face that got me, an air of smug superiority while looking as though she was watching out of the corner of her eye whoever was looking at her, the painter in this case, as though she knew very well that those attributes were her only valued qualities and she celebrated them. I would have hated being a woman in those times.
That was worded well–
And worded well, all around.
Sounds like you weren’t tired!
Thank you, especially for a haiku reply! I was actually exhausted; it took me the whole hour to scratch this out of my head.
Yes. She is reduced to face and shoulders and a wasp waist so she can be admired. That is her most important role in life. Creepy.
Yes, very true, and it was really the expression on her face that got me, an air of smug superiority while looking as though she was watching out of the corner of her eye whoever was looking at her, the painter in this case, as though she knew very well that those attributes were her only valued qualities and she celebrated them. I would have hated being a woman in those times.
Tracy, nice byplay of words :).
Thank you! The things we come up with when severely lacking sleep . . . 😉