“The first duty in life is to assume a pose. What the second is, no one has yet discovered.” |
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ExcerptOne afternoon at the golden age of five, I heard my mother
entertaining a visitor in the parlor and decided to surprise
them with a new character I had dreamed up. I went into my
mother’s room, wrapped myself in her mink stole, clipped on
her large, silver earrings, and hung her rhinestone necklace
around my neck. I painted my mouth with half a tube of her
brightest lipstick and doused myself with her finest perfume
which had the delicate scent of pink bubble gum. I then
twisted my security blanket upon my head like a turban,
placed my Dennis the Menace doll high on my left hip, and
looked into the mirror. I was the spitting image of a
miniature Carmen Miranda, (a madly exotic woman I saw on a
record jacket my eccentric aunt always had sitting next to
her record player). My entrance was certain to bring down
the house in a gale of laughter. |