You turn the page of a glossy magazine and
find a photo
of yourself in it. You look dazed, you’re
half undressed
and your hair is uncombed. You’re out on a
jetty in Bermuda
with sun glasses on. The story says your marriage
is on the rocks,
that you’re having an affair with a young
Mexican racing car driver.
You feel like ringing the magazine or going
on
their Facebook page to let them know you’re
not married,
you’ve never been to Bermuda and you never
go out
of the house without dressing first then
brushing your teeth and your hair.
They have your name right and they seem to
know a lot about you.
For instance, they know that you have put
on five kilos this summer.
It has been a boozy one.
How
can they know that, and get so much of everything else wrong?
*LOL* as they say. Love the surreal detail of the Mexican racing car driver
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