I pulled some of my favorite "fictional" looks, which is appropriate because "the look" can only be properly described as something out of a fairytale. These images also prove "the look" can be faked...even as it feels and looks so real. Some women can be exceptional actresses when they want to be.
In a previous blog entry I quoted a classic Springsteen lyric, "I want to know if love is real" from the song, Born to Run. I know one thing, if the the look is real, then so is the love. How do I know?
it's....
IN YOUR EYES
Frankie and Johnny
Penny Lane is in my ears...
One Fine Day
....you're gonna want me for your girl
I'm not asking you to marry me,
I'm just asking you not to marry him
I believe we have two lives:
the one we learn with
and the one we live with after that
For me the sun rises and sets with her, man
There's always another a girl.
So, did you find another girl?
I didn't look.
"Well, I believe in
the soul, the cock, the pussy,
the small of a woman's back,
the hanging curve ball,
high fiber, good scotch,
that the novels of Susan Sontag
are self-indulgent, overrated crap.
I believe
Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone.
I believe
there ought to be
a constitutional amendment
outlawing Astroturf
and the designated hitter.
I believe in the sweet spot,
soft-core pornography,
opening your presents
Christmas morning
rather than Christmas Eve
and I believe in
long,
slow,
deep,
soft,
wet kisses
that
last three days."
OH MY...
And everyone knows that
hate is not the opposite of love.
Indifference is.
Well, whatever you say.
I really don't care.
Well, if we're meant to meet again,
then we'll meet again.
It's just not the right time now.
Maybe we're supposed to meet on British time
and we're 5 hours early right now.
I never gave you the book because
it was the only thing I had left of you.
You complete me.
You had me at Hello.
This could get complicated.
Jeffrey
Maude?
Love me
That's my robe
There is no life without love.
worth having anyway.
I don't know - you meet thousands of people
and none of them really touch you.
And then you meet one person
and your life is changed forever.
It was always you...
Women weaken legs!
Don't cry little shop girl
O!
I came here tonight because
when you realize you want to spend
the rest of your life with somebody,
you want the rest of your life
to start as soon as possible
in a position of authority.
Whoa, wait a minute.
I resent that.
I've never had trouble with a woman
in ANY position.
Um...Fiona?
Yes, Shrek?
I...I love you.
Really?
Really, really!
Mmmmm....I love you too.
We can stay up late swapping manly stories,
and in the morning I'm making waffles.
HA!
With her killer graces
And her secret places
That no boy can fill
With her hands on her hips
Oh and that smile on her lips
Because she knows that it kills me
With her soft French cream
Standing in that doorway like a dream
I wish she'd just leave me alone
Because French cream won't soften them boots
And French kisses will not break that heart of stone
With her long hair falling
And her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
Oh she's the one
She's the one
That thunder in your heart
At night when you're kneeling in the dark
It says you're never gonna leave her
But there's this angel in her eyes
That tells such desperate lies
And all you want to do is believe her
And tonight you'll try
Just one more time
To leave it all behind
And to break on through
Oh she can take you
But if she wants to break you
She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do
And no matte where you sleep
Tonight or how far you run
Oh she's the one
She's the one
Oh and just one kiss
She'd fill them long summer nights
With her tenderness
That secret pact you made
Back when her love could save you
From the bitterness
Oh she's the one
Oh she's the one
Oh she's the one
Oh she's the one
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