the rich and beautiful girls are the best girls
they have the best hair, it shines and flows
and they have the best clothes, their clothes have names
nice names. French names.
their fathers are rich and they love their beautiful daughters
they give them everything, they give them cars
they give them apartments
they enter life through a secret door
that only very few people see
and they're always already in the best places
when and if you arrive
they love sushi and tofu, they take exquisite care of themselves
they use lotions and fragrances, they always smell incredible
they have gym memberships and they do yoga
they go off on pilgrimages to New York and Paris and Barcelona
with other rich beautiful girls
and they have favorite architects, artists, writers, poets
they read books, they believe in reading books
they have exceptional taste in music
they meet over coffee and over salmon salads at brasseries
and they don't need to work for money
they can do what they please
art, deejaying, events
they went to the best schools
they're intelligent, cultured
they make you feel good when they talk to you
like you're in the right circle with the right people
as soon as they enter, the party becomes a good party
the event becomes a good event
and when they leave before everyone else
(and they will leave before everyone else)
everyone will feel bad
you will feel the party is over
you will feel there are better places to be
where the rich and beautiful girls go
but you will stay at the party
because you will feel you do not belong where they go
the only thing the rich and beautiful girls have to worry about
is no man ever being good enough for them
and maybe having too much time to fill
and the odd bout of loneliness, boredom, despair
but they have causes, they believe in things, they are good
they really are good
they will make wonderful mothers and wonderful women
and wonderful wives and hostesses and patrons of the arts
and they are charitable, they are wholly, decidedly
philanthropic
the world has been good to them, they must give back to the world
they will make wonderful people
you feel they are the ones that will save us all
they concern themselves with everything
they care for the environment
they have opinions and strong moral views
on everything
and they are never cynical
the world is never a joke to them
they feel they are the inheritors of the earth
they feel (rightfully) like they own it
people will sneer at them
and be cynical about the privileges they're born into
but privilege can afford to ignore some things
that is the prerogative of privilege
you may even briefly know one
a rich and beautiful girl
one will at times make a poor decision
(they have their weaknesses too)
and stray into your path, or you stray into theirs more likely
and for a brief time
(until she regains her senses, until she reestablishes the solid wall of qualities that every rich beautiful girl in her right mind will demand of any man who dares enter her orbit)
you will see her life from within her perfect little world
you will see the world from a very different place
from the center, instead of from the periphery
you will feel swept up
you will meet her friends and other rich beautiful girls
and you will even begin to hope... and even dare believe in hope
that there is a place there for you there too
you will see her naked body beside you
and be amazed that it could be there beside you
you will see her vulnerable moments
you will see her cry and be confused
you will see her get sick (they get sick!)
she will seem like a little girl
it will seem strange to see her at her not-most-perfect
you will feel you have a glimpse into something rare
dangerous, even
it will pass your mind briefly that perhaps... dare you think it
she's just like anyone else? but of course not
of course she isn't, she can't be
you don't want to believe it, and besides
a second later, you realize you were wrong to think that
so wrong, when you see her again
calmly combing her hair
and then it will all be over, and you won't even know how
you'll be standing again on the outside
and they will be there again
the rich and beautiful girls
perfect, pristine, unattainable
the promise (no, the Statement) of better lives
in every movement of their hair, in every curve of their necks
and they will just walk on by with a smile
that is all the more forbidding for its sincerity
its genuine, delicious sense of pity
and the door will be shut
and all you will have is the memory
(but what a memory)
of lips that tasted like the fresh fallen snow
and the pure perfect golden honey taste
of that exquisitely tended
rich and beautiful little pussy.
