Yves Saint Laurent once upon a time
told the following phrase to a fashion journalist, who asked him what the perfect
dress should look like: The most
beautiful clothes that can dress a woman are the arms of the man she loves. But
for those who haven't had the fortune of finding this happiness, I am there. Should
this be love? In a down to earth way – maybe. Yves seemed kind of overmodest
but expressed contemporarily his deepest thoughts in this great quote. By
hiding his own light, no his life he expressed in designing phenomenal pieces of
garment, under a bushel only saying that love described in a metaphor of two
strong arms is more worth than his central point of his very own life, he puts
the love issue upon nearly everything. I ask myself if he ever was that lucky
to experience this feeling and will I ever do? How many unreturned love stories
do we have to pass through before finding the other half or will we end like
the great master of French fashion alone and secluded? Would we be worth less
without someone next to us? In fact it seems not a matter of worth but one of
the own appreciation. How do we feel by staying alone and are we happier with
it? Do we finally need someone who waits for us at night?
Actually I do adore evenings all
alone with myself. Today is one of them. Thinking about the love issue more
profoundly, while examining all the Nighthawks of this mild night in May
sitting next to my window, I had to note, that we lie to ourselves that often
concerning our emotional state of mind. That cool and calm folks we would like
to get across isn’t exactly what we were made for. We were made for kissing, loving,
struggling, crying and maybe it should happen as often as possible simply
reminding us that we are besides all of our daily boast still there being able
to hear the words we sometimes wait too desperately for. I am sure that
regardless how often somebody told us her last goodbye, knowing she can’t come
back, these words still stand up. Regardless how often we got disappointed,
standing back frustrated and depressed it was and will be that important to
have known somebody, who stood by you loving unconditionally, no matter if the
story ended up in disbelief.
Love – curtain of the past,
revealing an extraordinary future.
Cheers
Lorax