How many of you gone to check yourself at the mirror ?
(1) I had successfully given 4 (!) presentations at my conference, and
(2), as I mentioned in my last post, I had found a wedding dress I felt comfortable in (and which gave my mom goosebumps).
Yet, I felt ill at ease when reflecting on the dress situation. Was all that really necessary? Did my happiness over dress #2 outweigh the expense and self-centered obsessing I had gone through to get it? Was this my first slippery-sloped step toward bridezilla land? Sighing, I decided to channel Scarlett O'Hara and "think of it tomorrow." Determined to distract myself, I turned to the first page of a new book, The Birth of Venus, by Sarah Dunant.
Within 2 pages of the prologue, this project was planted in my mind. Here is what I read:
No one had seen her naked until her death. It was a rule of the order that the Sisters should not look on human flesh, neither their ...more