Beyond the Character…
Last night, Scott and I attended a benefit gala. It was a lovely black tie affair.
There were quite a few young women in the crowd, and I heard from many, including the honoree, that he likes women. A LOT.
You’d expect a lady’s man who’s world renowned to be dapper… even debonaire perhaps? When I saw him, the man of the hour, I couldn’t help smiling… a little crooked smile began forming at the corner of my mouth and slid right across my face.
His crooked bow tie brought about the crooked smile. His rumpled shirt and jacket exaggerated things…and all in all, he seemed very average — you’d never think he was a titan of anything worldly, though he is.
And the girls, the rumpled tux, the shyness…especially against a backdrop of acclaim and a touch of genius, makes this guy who he is.
I was glad to be there last night, if for nothing else, to see the man, and understand why those close to him love him.
Beyond being just a character, I got to see the real person… it’s always the details — the little quirks that transform a character into a person.
–Sue
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