By Justine C. Tajonera
There go the Cherry Chocolate
and the Almond Swirl
girls,
their skirts swishing,
their heels clicking,
a complicated stew
of perfume, designer
hand bags, and
glossy tinted hair.
I don't know
when I started my
state of
Plain Vanilla.
There was a time
that I aspired to be
Bubblegum and then
Coffee Brickle.
Along the way,
I dropped down
to the basics,
dangerously close to
generic.
But Plain Vanilla
works for me:
pretty much a canvas
for the day.
Really, I'm not
Plain Vanilla because
it tops the charts.
I choose my Plain
Vanilla self
just because.
Image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/stevendepolo/3797233888/
1 comment:
Love you, plain vanilla girl :) But honestly you're a much more complicated flavor -- let's see - you're vanilla with vanilla bean --those lovely little specks define your character :)
Post a Comment