This is only going to make sense to me, because we just finished watching a John Waters film, and in “Pink Flamingos” there’s this terrible scene where Edith Massey is trapped in a playpen shouting “EGGS! EGGS! EGGS!”
And that’s really kind of unfair, because this is not an entirely uncute, but the image of it rolling back and forth shouting “FLOWERS FLOWERS FLOWERS!” is stuck in my head. So, Edith, thank you for that.
What’s really creeping me out here is the way her face is stitched on. What’s she hiding behind that mask? Is she monstrous? Is she actually, when you take off the crude stitching, Edith Massey? Before the mask, was she just, kind of, you know, a thumb?
I can’t tell if she’s actually happy, or if this is one of those Pagliacci things–you know, a ladybug’s smile is sewn on so that nobody can see her sorrow. Or her black, eyeless void of a visage. You never know, with ladybugs.
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