Showing posts with label French. Show all posts
Showing posts with label French. Show all posts

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Linen Cupboard


Everyone has their weakness.
Everyone has something they have always wanted.
To many, my yearning will seem strange.
Very strange.
A linen cupboard – full of vintage linen and lace all beautifully laundered.

Now why have I wanted this for longer than I can remember? It surely has to be because I would love my life to be organised, beautiful, clean, tidy and cared for. Never in my wildest dreams will I ever achieve this, so the linen cupboard is a kind of symbolism. Reminding me of my deficiencies but also hope in a strange way.