que vous reserve l'avenir? (repost from myspace)

may 1, 2006:

Gemini: i need an artsier job

Coquette: i need an artsier job too

Coquette: lets start an artsy business together. we can wear long necklaces and never show up on time and eat children for lunch. and quote American authors in affected British accents

Gemini: that sounds yummy. and we can take spa lunches

Coquette: yes. and protest things like lunchmeat and gender inequality and breast cancer

Gemini: and wear brightly colored heels to our hearts' content

Coquette: oh yes. and red lipstick

Gemini: we can stand up for the cause! and lounge about for it

Coquette: fight the proverbial good fight! and carry around cigarettes but never smoke

Gemini: never! but have ebony filters and silver cases. and ash on our assistants
Coquette: PRECISELY. ohhhhhh I have shivers of joy

Gemini: that is THE job for us

Coquette: we can decorate our "office" with scarves and random sculpture and live young boys who have to pose as statues

Gemini: oh oh oh. and paint their darling faces and eyes

Coquette: and call them "darling"! but our office will really be 34th-floor terrace on a skyscraper in San Francisco

Gemini: and lean art on the walls but never hang it up

Coquette: yes! oh joy

Gemini: and the mirrors and chaise lounges we will have!

Coquette: oh countless. and wear ridiculous eyeliner

Gemini: and have desks with no computers. and perfectly red nails

Coquette: and floor to ceiling drapes

Gemini: layers upon layers of sheer and then opaque then shimmery drapes

Coquette: and manicures instead of status meetings! or during
Coquette: and skylights with colored glass

Gemini: and fresh cut flowers. and constantly telling everyone we're busy and late, but never go anywhere. and be rude to everyone but each other

Coquette: and sometimes rude to each other, but in a way thats sassy, and we go, "why, you wicked cow, how dare you!" and then kiss on the cheek and make up

Gemini: oh, but air kisses... cant smudge the large matte red lipstick

Coquette: and loud utterances of "muah"

Gemini: and flipped up collars on our tailored oxfords with french cuffs and pearl cufflinks

Coquette: haha and enormous rings from estate sales. and clip on earrings

Gemini: and oh! the martinis!

Coquette: and opera gloves sometimes

Gemini: oh we'll have to attend gala events! and show up at places "just to be seen, dahling." or send our darling little assistants at the last minute in our stead

Coquette: or, rsvp but not show up until theyre nearly over. and make a mad scene and float back out to be carried around by beautiful boys on a litter

Gemini: that does sound like us
Coquette: yes. it does. it sounds like perfection

Coquette: ooh and we can have beautiful smooth dogs that follow us around the office. like greyhounds or some breed other people dont know of. but they dont get close enough to get hair on us or drool

Gemini: Afghans

Coquette: yes, perfect

Coquette: and perhaps a monkey or two something too exotic for regular-type people. oh and give them ridiculous names like Deucalion and Eduardo

Gemini: and speak in French

Coquette: bien sur

Coquette: and have giant vanities instead of desks. with delicate crystal bottles

Gemini: oh yes! in design styles that "you've not heard of, of course"

Coquette: muahaha. and everyone will wonder what it is we actually do, and we will only smile condescendingly and say "poor dear"

Gemini: or, dont worry your dear head about it

Coquette: or "bless your heart"
Gemini: or laugh and look knowingly at each other and pour another glass of champagne

Coquette: which we spill a little on the floor and the monkey comes to clean it up with a silk cloth. and we will sit in the office all day and read novels in other languages

Gemini: particularly languages we dont speak. but look very exotic, and are very thick. really, we can just have piles of them lying around and never have to read them

Gemini: everyone will want to be us

Coquette: and they would have ribbons and lace marking places in them. and streaming out onto the floor

Gemini: oh yes... yards of lace for bookmarks

Coquette: and everyone would think we were crazy, except that we are so blasted glamorous that the derision and judgment just turns to admiration

Gemini: good gosh, we're glamorous

Coquette: we certainly are

Gemini: i can see our palm trees and mis-matched luxe furniture now

Coquette: and grand pianos and architectural fountains in the middle of the floor
Gemini: oh gosh yes. And we wont even *own* pants

Coquette: the word "pants" will never be uttered in our presence

Gemini: we'll throw you out for that kind of talk

Coquette: or at least, politely ask you to leave and then send our little south american boys to usher them out forcibly

Gemini: and amongst our fabulous tomes will randomly be very smutty books. but no one will dare to judge us. if andi and lauren like it, then pulp fiction must be fabulous"

Coquette: it will add to our power

Gemini: everything will

Coquette: our spectacular taste in smut

Gemini: hahahahahaha. sales in smut and russian novels will skyrocket

Coquette: porns will start hiring art directors who can do the pulp cover look in their movies

Gemini: we'll hold charitable balls for just the cause... so porn stars can rub elbows with artists and make favorable connections
Coquette: for they are really one and the same. and politicians the ribald , offensive, pudgy ones

Gemini: cigars will be given out like hors d'oeuvres. everyone will mention us in their acceptance speeches

Coquette: it will become a contest among them to see who can get us in first or most cleverly

Gemini: we'll be the next big thing. we will be the definition of In The Know

Gemini: le sigh

Gemini: and no one will ever see us eat anything but fresh fruit. and we'll make up ridiculous social rules and mock people who break them. "who eats in public? *snicker* the poor thing." oh! and never get our hair cut in this country, as a rule. Noone sees us shop but we're always the height of fashion

Coquette: oh yes. but I must amend tiny pastries to our acceptable public munchies. and exotic chocolates unavailable to those who search them out

Gemini: anything as long as it's best held with two fingers and desperately exotic and hard to get

Coquette: yes, and theres a general suspicion that somebody lost his life to get it to us

Gemini: gladly lost it
Gemini: Im suddenly very sad to be at my dull little job

Coquette: oh me too

Coquette: though Im pretending that my crackers are petit fours

Gemini: thats funny because Im pretending my water is a cocktail

Coquette: yes, of course. my computer screen is really an enormous art deco mirror, and i am gazing, not at project schedules and moderator's guides, but at my own lovely reflection and the reflection of the very chic fountain behind me

Gemini: and every time i blink, it's not with boredom, trying to stave off sleep, but just as an excuse to wave my thick false eyelashes languidly about

Gemini: maybe we should work on some ultra-fabulous one-word names

Coquette: or ridiculously long 5-to-7-word names, with absurdly adorable nicknames

Gemini: like Kitty, and Sasha
Coquette: like Kataryna Anja Desdemonia St./de la Croix

Coquette: kitty for short

Gemini: but make everyone try to say the full name first,

Coquette: yes, with accent

Gemini: then laugh condescendingly and gesture with our cigarettes, and say "Kitty, dahling. Just call me Kitty." then put our hand under their chin and say "arent you sweet"

Coquette: and the smoke circles haughtily around their heads and makes them cough, but they try to hold it in, so as to avoid looking base and vulgar
< style="font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Gemini: because we would be very, very offended, becuase we only "smoke" the finest. only cloves, french strawberry-flavored cigarettes, and hand-rolled filter less ordeals stuffed to overflowing with turkish tobacco

Gemini: maybe we shouldnt be rude... maybe friendly but distant. we'll have to experiment.

Coquette: yes. Be rude only in a pleasant way, when necessary. maybe just be as contradictory as possible. Mannerly and gracious one minute, aloof and haughty the next but never quite abrasive or acerbic

Gemini: and we'll say things like "well, one must be polite, for you cannot always be nice."

Gemini: that sounds just right.