For one of my best friend’s (whom on this blog shall be called Nyx) birthday I got her these awesome socks with alternating stripes of black sheer material and black glittery material. They were so unusual and when I saw them I immediately thought of her.
I've been thinking a lot lately about the beauty of unusualness and Nyx is a pretty good embodiment of that.
Here's more or less what I wrote in her birthday card;
"The thing about these socks is that they're beautifully dark but somehow also sparkle, and are somehow also transparent all at the same time. They're unusual and this gives them another kind of beauty immeasurable by physical parameters. Their parts are beautiful but in their unusualness they become more than the sum of their parts. That's a lot like you. Your parts are unusually beautiful, but your unusualness even more so. You are unusually beautiful and you are beautifully unusual.
There's also a pair of earrings thrown in there for variety but theres no metaphor to go with them. I just thought you'd like them. Not everything can be made more than the sum of its parts which, I suppose, just adds to the beauty and unusualness of those things (and people) that can."
