It's all in her walk, a cartoon swagger. Part Jayne Mansfield, part Muhammad Ali. Men never know if it's an invitation upstairs or an invitation outside.
Emma ForrestI envied women with signature hair-dos, signature perfumes, signature sign-offs. Novelists who tell Vogue Magazine: โI canโt live without my Smythson notebook, Pomegranate Noir cologne by Jo Malone and Frette sheetsโ. In the grip of madness, materialism begins to look like an admirable belief system.
Emma ForrestI'm in love with someone good and kind and gentle, and he's seen the darkness too, but somehow we've become each other's light.
Emma ForrestYouโre like Marilyn Monroe,โ Ken tells me, which I take as a compliment and say a nervous โThank Youโ. Interrupting, he adds, โYouโre all velvet and Velcro. Men want you because youโre sexy and broken and when it gets too rough they can say โHey! This toy is broken!โ and toss you aside without feeling bad.
Emma ForrestThere is a blessing in losing the one we love. It's the blessing of self-transformation. You don't have to who you were anymore. You've struggled. And now you can change. It doesn't mean that bits of that person won't cling to you, they will throughout your life, but they are now subsumed into something greater. That person has given you, in fact, the most important blessing, which is they gave you the blessing of transforming your soul into something better, something more beautiful.
Emma Forrest