And they both cried?

And then he got up and walked away. Come back to me with ex-lovers moved enough that they spend more than a minute re-uniting, and then I'll be affected by it.

Speaking of moving, gotta (not) love this dress: [link] The article is saying she's too old for it, but everyone is too something for that. The bows down the front are appalling. What she is too old for is that fake coquettish pose in the last picture.

Gah! That was very moving.

Was it? Huh.

He just walked away because that was the point of that piece of performance art, right? I thought it was very affecting as well -- that he would show up to see her again, and that he would make it a part of the show she was creating. I mean, it's not the way I'd want things to go in my own life, but he clearly understood what she was going for with her performance, and wanted to play into that.

He just walked away because that was the point of that piece of performance art, right? I thought it was very affecting as well -- that he would show up to see her again, and that he would make it a part of the show she was creating. I mean, it's not the way I'd want things to go in my own life, but he clearly understood what she was going for with her performance, and wanted to play into that.

I guess I'm with ita (unless I misunderstood her post): I don't get people whose lives are a performance. I don't mean people who are performers for a living; even Alan Rickman gets a private life, you know? But people who choose to make their private life a public performance is just beyond my comprehension. And it also doesn't feel like it's real. Not if it's all a performance.

I'm sorry Amy.

That dress is just awful all around.

I kind of get the performance and life intertwining thing - if your performance is authentic and genuine, and you make your actual life part of the performance, I don't know, that makes sense. Just that particular piece didn't resonate with me at all. Which could be a matter of my spleen lacing magic, I'm always willing to consider that option. I have a pretty darn non-miraculous spleen.

I guess I'm with ita (unless I misunderstood her post): I don't get people whose lives are a performance. I don't mean people who are performers for a living; even Alan Rickman gets a private life, you know? But people who choose to make their private life a public performance is just beyond my comprehension. And it also doesn't feel like it's real. Not if it's all a performance.

No, I get that; like I said, it's certainly not how I'd want to live my life, and there is a certain amount of artifice in any performance. But that seemed like a genuine and very affecting moment for both of them. She didn't know he was going to show up, right? So that moment felt very real to me.

I think we all need one of these:

A Candy-Filled Piñata Cake That Hides Treats Inside