♥ mitzy
Aug 3, 2015 3:15:58 GMT -8
Post by daisy on Aug 3, 2015 3:15:58 GMT -8
downy sins of streetlight fancies, chase the costumes she shall wear
ermine furs adorn the imperious, severin,
severin awaits you there
memoirs of a dead end starlet, a jaded queen of alleys and moonless nights - or, simply -[/b], appears to have two visible arms as usual.mitzy valentinea signature, in a flourishing hand, /details
[mai akira]
an age of 25 (and i shall stick to it, of course),
mostly female,
still not entire sure of the birthplace, somewhere faraway, i gather, though current domain that of iwagakure.
naturally rising to the rank of jounin, a mere pause on the path to queendom.
difficulty? entirely advanced.
currently serving as tsuchikage for my dear village.
i have often found myself a victim of melancholy. a lack of ambition? a lack of intimacy? perhaps someone like me is simply destined to remain unfulfilled? perhaps the whole world is at fault, unable to offer me the beauty i so require...portrait of a young woman, /appearance
♥ No visible headband or Kage hat.[/ul]
hair of violet silk,
lighter eyes cast in lavender.
entirely too tall, at 6'0'', as i have been informed by men of small stature and mind, so naturally, my heels must add at least 6'' more. i aim to please.
a weight of - how rude, i think not.
i was always rather slender, more lean than womanly. oh, but the clothes! why, a new paragraph is needed;
luxurious furs in natural browns and blacks, some dyed a noble purple, paired with the sheerest silks and chiffons, draped oh-so-elegantly. a preference for the cooler shades, the signature violet and lavender, an occasional deep mauve for dramatic effect. cocktail dresses must fall to the floor, with the ever stylish slit, legs lengthened always in preposterous heels and mock-traditional sandals, all towering, naturally. tastefully accessorised, pearls or a set jewel, a lacquered pin or two aid a graceful updo. oh, but i musn't ramble. let's see...
some have found me narcissistic, vain. obsessed with appearances. but i do not think it is mere appearances that concern me, it is the pursuit of beauty. of more than we are. is not the rose to be compared with a sunrise? and why, pray tell, not with myself? if i bring nothing else to this world, no justice or truth, no utopian designs, i shall bring beauty.
girl, interrupted, /personality
oh, how quaint. very well, i am fond of; luxury, fine wine, sincere men and tragic women, that almost tangibly thick mist that you see so occasionally, that settles over everything so heavily that you could quite be the only person in the world, you know? high drama, desperation (in others, of course), old books and lying.
on the other hand, i rather detest; low self esteem, shouting, hard work, bad manners, children, a lack of subtlety and nuance, and when your brutish waiter corks the wine.
if one must be classified, chaotic good falls closest.
and while i wouldn't call them quirks, i do refuse to call anybody by their real name, preferring nicknames or simply 'darling', or some other form of inappropriate endearment. looking in a hand mirror excessively perhaps also qualifies.
i suppose overall i simply prefer the finer things in life. i'm all for a desperate struggle of heroism and love, as long as i may enjoy a bath between bouts, and a quick costume change here and there. though, if we are probing, descending to the very core of the psyche... well, even i scarcely know how to plumb those depths. perhaps i'm still searching, looking for the boy - man, i suppose - who i could not daunt. perhaps i am not. perhaps it is merely the world stage i desire, a chance to add a little glamour, a little... delicacy, to such a boorish world.
i have seen enough of glory hungry warriors, muscled leaders of men, determined and unrelenting women. our world, our work, our inimitable taste for bloodshed, it lacks so much more. the grace, the style, the nuance! oh, weep for those who do not pause to scan the sky, who do not bend to embrace the blooms.
paint for me, sing for me, spin me an ancient tale, but come to me no longer with your steel and fire.[/blockquote]