I went to a little event last night with my Priestess of Nothing friend last night, and during the course of the evening, I fulfilled my duty as comic relief, and I also recieved some marvey advice.
I was having difficulty deciding what shoes to wear when she whipped this bad boy out on me:
PON: If they’re looking at your shoes, you probably didn’t dress right for the evening.
Later she told me I was beautiful, I told her she was the same, then right after we said almost on the same breath that we didn’t believe each other.
Me: You don’t believe me when I tell you, and I don’t believe you when you tell me.
PON: We’ll just have to agree to be like the Unicorn and Alice, like in Through the Looking Glass, when they met, and neither believed in each other.
Me: But there they were.
PON: Right, so the Unicorn agreed to believe in little girls, and Alice agreed to believe in Unicorns.
I believe in you, thank you for believing in me.