He always got mad at her for romanticizing everything. He told her to “stop inventing personas and love affairs and lives” to which she would always say “I don’t invent, I cultivate.” And what is life if not the cultivation of beauty? She strongly believed this. Unlike flowers and sunsets and women, life itself is not naturally beautiful. Therefore, it is our duty to make it so. After one of these arguments she said to him with tears welling in her eyes, “but sometimes it feels like creating beautiful things in life is all we have.” He replied with an unchanged expression. “Your fantasies contradict each other.” She thought about this now, about the contradiction of fantasies—about how in one world, the real world, fantasies would necessarily contradict each other.
Once upon a time, Sleeping Beauty met Prince Charming at a bar and went back to his apartment for a night cap. They had what they thought would be a one night stand. When his crazy ex-girlfriend found out, she cast a spell on Sleeping Beauty’s Spinning Wheel. When Sleeping Beauty touched the Spinning Wheel she pricked her finger and fell fast asleep, the only thing that could wake her being true love’s kiss.
The very next night he met Snow White, and wanted to bring her back to his apartment for a night cap, but she had a boyfriend. But she did let him walk her home. Meanwhile, Snow White’s boyfriend was busy at a ball that Snow White couldn’t come to because he didn’t have a plus one. He, despite his relationship with Snow White, was galvanized by a beautiful woman in a blue dress, who, when the clock struck midnight, ran out of the ball losing a shoe made of glass.
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