I am not the type of girl that gets many compliments. Especially from strangers. Just rarely happens. One friend stated it may be because I scare the hell out of people. Hmm…I should work on that.
There are a few areas of my life that I can guarantee that people will remark on.
- They hear me sing, they are usually impressed (Unless they let their dislike of “That kind of sound” interfere). Usually though, just knowing a human that can produce that kinda sound up close usually gets a “Cool” even if they don’t like opera. I don’t even really dig opera that much and I sing it. Weird, like me. Probably my favorite comment ever is from Little Amy …”It’s like when someone is trying to fake sing opera in the shower…Except you can do it FOR REALS”.
- I can be amusing from time to time. People seem to like this blog. When you are physically with me it is sort of like having your own traveling TV show with you. Problem is, you can’t mute the damn thing or have any control of how random or frequent the channel surfing is. That can get annoying.
- There was drug-dealing Fernando and his obsession with my fucking eyes but as I tend to try and repress those memories, let’s just skip that for now. Adam loved my smile. Let’s also skip that one as well. Jonathan loves my boobs, but he also has a penis and as far as I can tell isn’t gay, so that is sort of a given.
- At least my PLP loves me. WINK.
The IS one very strange thing that I have been complimented on about 8 or so times by complete strangers. This is just a further illustration of the strangeness of being me. Wanna know the ONE PHYSICAL body part that has been so stunning, weird and unusual it garners comments of adoration from complete strangers???!
You ready???!!
MY HAIRLINE.
Sad, but true.
I have the strangest hairline known to man. It breaks off in little short hairs and is just WEIRD. I have cowlicks and strange waves. I look like crap when trying to pull my hair back in a pony tail because all the little hairs stick up in all directions. This issue will be addressed at my next hair appointment on the 5th.
When I broke my nose and had to have surgery, the nurse told me there was a large argument in the operating room because the surgeon wanted to shave my forehead to put on the T-Bandage. The nurses threatened to harm him…Apparently they liked my hairline enough to intervene.
I’ve had people at bus stops,random men, co-workers and even a few woman just come up and say they really like my hairline.
The Wigmaker for the Metropolitan Opera Company made a custom wig for me for a production I was in (La Traviata)once and he sent a note stating that my hairline was anything BUT desirable. “Frustrating” was the term he used, I believe. I could tell. My wig (PLATINUM BLONDE…yah…I looked really natural in that) came back with an explosion of little curls clustered at the front and down the sides of my forehead. I looked like a damn poodle.
IT.IS.SO.BIZARRE.
Oh, well. I guess it is better than people telling me I have a “Sweet Spirit”.
I get sweet spirit ALL THE TIME!!!!!
it sucks
Loralee, again you just blow me away with your wonderful outlook on life! I’m sitting here still fighting this darned cold and cough, feeling very sorry for myself, and you can lift me up, make me laugh, make me feel alive again! How can I ever thank you!
Karen…That sucks. You don’t have a sweet spirit. You are JORMA! HEAR YOU ROAR (Except in the library you would remember to use your Quiet-Roar voice…tee hee)
Sharon…A briefcase of small unmarked bills and a custom made “Rose” costume from “Titanic” should fit the bill…
HA HA HA HA.
I LOVE that you take the time to comment here. Makes MY day, great lady. I AM starting to get worried that that yuckiness hasn’t gone away for you though. Is your doctor concerned????
I actually do roar *quietly* at the library often. It’s amazing just how many times on must roar as a children’s librarian!
at the risk of sounding like some crazed stalker, I think your’e about perfect!
Don’t worry…..I’m just a harmless blogger :>)
Tim…don’t worry. Flattery is always a friend! Look at me, I’m stalking an entire English Department :D
Oh my God, that is just too hilarious! I guess it’s better to have a hairline that can be complimented on than…not. And you sing opera? That kicks ass! I know you said you don’t really like opera, but I love it. Like you said, I think it’s amazing that some people can produce such lovely sounds. Sweetness. :)
Yeah, I don’t remember the last time I was complimented. And no, being hit on at a gas station by sceez doesn’t count as a compliment.
Would you happen to have a recording of yourself singing you could post up here? I, too, love opera, but I more so love hearing people with talent sing. I admire that trait because its one I don’t have. I also love hearing and watching people play piano, and people who can roll their Rs fascinate me. Yeah, can’t do those either. So a recording would make my (and I’m sure lots of other peoples’) day. If you just happen to have one lying around. :)
Whispies…
The little hairs around your face that go all over the place… yeah… that’s what Aya and I call them.
Whispies.
Well…I’ve had that request before and I would, except I can’t see any way to record a snippit except using Audioblogger WHICH SUCKS. Seriously…it sounded like I was a three pack a day girl with gravel embedded in my vocal folds.
I also don’t have a CD with just “ME”…all my recordings have been with different choirs.
Thus the rub. Sigh.
If anyone has any other bright ideas I’d be happy to warble a few notes.
:D
Dearest Sweet Spirit,
your hairline is very exotic and reminds me of the hairline that many East Indian women have.
my hair, on the otherhand, is very “thin.” So, of course, i like hairdressers that say it’s “fine.” it kinda reminds me of the difference between the words “cheap” and “inexpensive.”
my most memorable feature is short, stubby fingers. haha! count yourself lucky.
and i agree with alicia–i’d love to hear your voice too!
Just so you know, Lo doesn’t brag much. She mostly underrates herself. Her voice is so gorgeous. Most girls are light soft or shrilly. Her voice is mellow and dark and deep=Like rich honey and so powerful you can’t believe. Could listen and listen. Gives me tingles, but of course I’d never let her know that!