She is a LIVING ART FORM.. and there is a double Beauty in her fearless courage to be "natural - Herself" nothing is Artificial, no contriving, or conspiring, she is a Real live natural Girl.. She does not have to pretend She is the personification of all Nature in a Human living entity...
She is a sweet freak of Nature; and ARISTOCRATICALLY classy.. by Birth alone.. yet she Kisses Strangers in the street like a Saint..
She has the presence of the supreme undefiled Virgin... that NO MAN IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR!.. yet the swagger and jest of a young Man about to pick a fist fight with the Holy spirit itself...
She is the new Womb of Dior.. She is a Monarch; in a sea awash with mediocre Icons.. Her Beauty is not always Obvious, but the best part of Her; is the hidden Genius of a 'fearless unlimited self expression'..
As a Living artform She should enter the Turner Prize, The Golden Globes, Prizes for Sillyness, a future academy Awards Nominee (well deserved) The Pulitzer prize for Fun and Sincerity in "any given situation" She's a Lady; a real; one, not like the frauds who aspire to be super models... if the Taliban kidnapped Her.. They are the one's who will lose Their Head's!..
Why do I Love this Skinny fun seeker?.. coz She dont give a Fuck!.. She likes Weed.. and yet always keeps her Cool..
and can still manage to get Home without being raped... Her demeanor is so disarming any would be attacker would "Die when He looked Her in the Eye.. I thought She was a French for such a long time... as Her name is..
or at least sounds like it, when you finally learn how to pronounce it... ha ha.. Mmm.. "best soul ever caught on Camera, a Stick insect with a body like a Coffee bean.. Dell A VENE.. not Vain but apart from the normal; different to that ever seen or been.. a dazzling new queen of Cool.. that makes both Sexes Drool... (and variations thereof)
Sweet; Good; kind; Dear; Cara Delevingne... Animal Lover and Saint to Rabbits and Owls; here; there; and everywhere..
She is everybody's momentary friend.. she is the gift that dont stop giving... Her Mum and Dad gave her to the freedom to be herself... and she took it; and shared it with all of us.. She Deserves a Pulitzer Prize for her state of mind... not to mention a Dame-hood.. for services to Charm and the unassailable demeanour of a gifted, witty, articulate, "focused Mind"...
Cara is very plain in real life, but she has the Miraculous talent of being perfectly proportioned for a HD camera to catch "THE TRUTH".. From any angle She looks almost unbelieveable: just throw Mud at Her; and She will 'Inhabit it' and come through as a face, 'of which there is no forgetting'...
She will go down in History as the first enfant Terrible of the 21st Cemetery... Her Beauty survives Death and any disfigurement... because She is the good Devil's antichrist, and the Virgins first kiss of true Love... so below; so above...
Cara; has a first Class Ticket to eternity... like CoCo.. like Tesler Like meeting Jesus at the moment of Death.. and She is a Great Great Brit... who outshines all the average mediocre shit...
the point I would most like to make.. is.. the whole World wants to meet Her; love Her; Greet Her.. and be Her; or just be near to Her; as she passes You by in a Cloud of Expensive fragrance at the speed of Joy.. after a Dior show or a film Premiere she stars in...
Desired by every Girl and Boy.. to be adored from afar like the Supernova Star She is and is becoming.. she can speak without words, with just a nuance of a look; she spills a hundred Paragraphs of mystifying profundity with every glance from Her eye's... and a miniscule lifting of her 100 ton Eyebrows..
She is a Manifestation of the Sacred; and the eternal; made flesh, and in human form.. and a paragon; of high class; good taste; and; Rock n Roll... '~*
bless Her every Heartbeat; and each privileged tongue; that Kisses her sweetly in private... and sings Her praises in song..
she is living proof that Heaven is right here; right Now: she is the Key that unlocks the Kingdom of Heavenly Peace and Bliss: to lonely old Men like Me.. not as an object of desire; but the flames themselves before they are born as Fire..
= Inspiration, in the contemplation: no need for a Picture, or personal encounters; just to know that somewhere she is alive and exists at this moment.. is all I need or could ask for:
Thanks Cara.. for Your Heart transfusion of the Soul.. when they eventually find God.... She will look just like You... +
and one far off Day; you will be Dame Cara...
with a befitting tiara.. x
a single Kiss is never enough to give you.. instead; a week of deep contemplative prayer will have to do:~
Do you have any Idea How Much you are Valued? you are PRICELESS and PEERLESS "The worlds Most Valuable Vagina" that would rather wait for the Undertakers; than any man's temporal lust in passing...
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Addendum:
'this olde blog' Pertains to this one; for obvious reasons; and I'd like you to see it, read it, and realise How relevant it is: and Cara was still a Schoolgirl when I wrote it:
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