Quote of Inspiration

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Atilla and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Friday, April 8, 2011

Pics of Fig #50

Here are pics from the Nordstrom website of what I bought. The dress is shown in blue, but I got black.


  1. Hey! I want to see the photos of YOU in the dress and heels. The price tag would make me cringe, too, but it's worth every penny for the style, comfort, and mileage you'll get out of a classic little black dress that makes you feel like a million bucks. YAY! Another fig tasted.

  2. Monica: I will be more than happy to post pics just as soon as you come out here to take them!


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