I love this concept…the giddy feeling you get when something is… it… and you are positively sure that nothing will ever beat it. Maybe you saw them from afar…perched unassumingly on a lit shelf…and something in you felt satisfied. You might not have even known how great they would be, but ultimately you dodged the bullet of disappointment and regret because when you got them home and out of the box and gave them their first test run, they really were even better than you thought they could be. Your love for them never waned and in fact, only grew stronger. And finally, when they wore out…or perhaps one of them got lost, you were so sad. Clearly irreplaceable, you’ve kept them around and every time you look at them you feel a sense of loss. But their loyalty to you deserves yours in return, so you’ve memorialized them in some way or another. Nothing has come close since…
Killer black pumps…
The dependable golf club…
A skinny cocktail dress…
The trusty hat…
Long lasting lip gloss…
Your dream house…
and if your lucky…
The love of your life
I love the consequential thrill and fear inherent in the realization that you’ve found the one. An irreplaceable piece of perfection that, no matter how significant or trivial, brings an overwhelming sense of satisfaction that comes from its ability to set the standard and truly define the ideal of its kind. Whether it be a belt, a car, a woman or even a moment, I hope for you, dear Reader, with a sincerity fueled by a belief in the all-consuming peace one feels upon meeting THE ONE, that you might know what I mean.
Friday, May 18, 2007
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