Dec 2, 2023·edited Dec 2, 2023Liked by Cintra Wilson
I wish I lived next-door and you were my friend and we could go out and bend elbows and talk about everything. You are just so entertaining and so original. You just make the world I live in a better place and definitely more entertaining.
THat is just the sweetest comment in the entire world, Dr. Heintz. I am truly grateful for your patronage and readership. I wish you were my neighbor too!
If you are ever in Bethesda, Maryland, or CHEVY CHASE, let me know. Drinks or dinner are on me for your literary efforts. It is my belief that the world owes artists like you.
Please please please send the paragraph in the same book (can't remember the chapter and can't reference as I loaned my book to my girlfriend and never got it back) were you write about understanding, finally, why your fashion attracted a certain type of wrong man...always. My favorite paragraph of all time as I finally understood....
Ann fucking Taylor... yes Cintra drag her (non-existent) ass too, those unflattering slacks that she hustle like low quality weed and that ultra arresting lighting that makes shoppers feel like they entered a damn insane asylum.
It's SOOOO nice to have older slacks, mended together as the pockets gave out, but make the wearer feel like million-dollar-a-month office boss. Got to take mine to the grave. They rock!
LOL - I have negligible, if any, hips - and those AT slacks slide off my boney ass and make me look as if I need a diaper change. I can't do AT, Mary -I am sorry, I cannot but you keep rocking your slacks. Rock on, Mary - rock on!!!
I was mesmerized, intrigued, want to google Oscar de la Renta immediately to better get done optics on this. Does your book have photos? 😊
(PS the nuns going blind made me LOL -- but am wondering about the comment. 🧐 Are nuns involved in fabric creation in some way? The Pixie Corp of Engineers however? Chef’s kiss!
omfg you have soared here into that asteroid-specked eternally airless deep blue silence from which one can only glance with some wayward delerium awestruck down at our currently miserably wrought orb and contemplate with some ecstatic if grim satisfaction: "Ah yes that outline amongst the pale seas is our USA lounging like a predating lynx over the southern Americas, my cherished if tarnished home and how wondrous and kewl is it that i get to share it with a tempestuous brilliant chick like Cintra Wilson!##@@!~???!!!"
My brain is freezing, but am thrilled to read-- the wonder-full writing of Cintra Wilson...and it arrived out of the ether before the coming of the last day I know who I am. How much I want to write and my time has run out-- as I toss all the story notes out, too. Keep on flying the flag, Cintra Wilson...the women will pull this country out of the mud and slush. (I don
t know what sharing "a note"is but I'm gonna take a chance......
The paragraph that begins 'Rich Georgetown ladies tend to drift...." launches a sartorial "Howl" that just keeps going, line after line after killer line and, in my memory, throughout the whole book. Love this hilarious, astute, revelatory writing so so much.
Ms. Wilson, I don't have enough money to send you 50.00 dollars as a one time gift but I don't just want to gift you 5.00 dollars either. Is there another way to send you money or send you a custom amount with a single donation? Thanks. PS I have an unhealthy parasocial crush on your mind. In case you are grossed out excuse me for being so forthright. I'm not a stalker. :0
I wish I lived next-door and you were my friend and we could go out and bend elbows and talk about everything. You are just so entertaining and so original. You just make the world I live in a better place and definitely more entertaining.
THat is just the sweetest comment in the entire world, Dr. Heintz. I am truly grateful for your patronage and readership. I wish you were my neighbor too!
If you are ever in Bethesda, Maryland, or CHEVY CHASE, let me know. Drinks or dinner are on me for your literary efforts. It is my belief that the world owes artists like you.
Oh my God Cintra. This is completely amazing. Your book is on it's way to my door. And love your Grace.
Thank you TK!! I hope you like the book! And thanks for the Grace Love.
Please please please send the paragraph in the same book (can't remember the chapter and can't reference as I loaned my book to my girlfriend and never got it back) were you write about understanding, finally, why your fashion attracted a certain type of wrong man...always. My favorite paragraph of all time as I finally understood....
Holy Cow!! I only wish I remembered it!
Now we need a 2024 Audible version for all Pixie engineers and streamlined, luxury toddlers to enjoy!
Can I just say how much I enjoy your audio reading? So wonderful! Thank you for that added bonus!
Thank you so much Ms. Shari!
This was one of your greats! Your artwork is at a new level...and screams Grace.
Much obliged Sir! Grace is my anima, my ideal woman .
Ann fucking Taylor... yes Cintra drag her (non-existent) ass too, those unflattering slacks that she hustle like low quality weed and that ultra arresting lighting that makes shoppers feel like they entered a damn insane asylum.
That too.
It's SOOOO nice to have older slacks, mended together as the pockets gave out, but make the wearer feel like million-dollar-a-month office boss. Got to take mine to the grave. They rock!
LOL - I have negligible, if any, hips - and those AT slacks slide off my boney ass and make me look as if I need a diaper change. I can't do AT, Mary -I am sorry, I cannot but you keep rocking your slacks. Rock on, Mary - rock on!!!
I was mesmerized, intrigued, want to google Oscar de la Renta immediately to better get done optics on this. Does your book have photos? 😊
(PS the nuns going blind made me LOL -- but am wondering about the comment. 🧐 Are nuns involved in fabric creation in some way? The Pixie Corp of Engineers however? Chef’s kiss!
Belgian nuns made lace, and sometimes went blind.
Lace, where hae you gone???
omfg you have soared here into that asteroid-specked eternally airless deep blue silence from which one can only glance with some wayward delerium awestruck down at our currently miserably wrought orb and contemplate with some ecstatic if grim satisfaction: "Ah yes that outline amongst the pale seas is our USA lounging like a predating lynx over the southern Americas, my cherished if tarnished home and how wondrous and kewl is it that i get to share it with a tempestuous brilliant chick like Cintra Wilson!##@@!~???!!!"
heh
Aww thank you KING!
More superness. Love "Grace" - popsicle fauve
I love "popsicle fauve"
“The ideal-society wife is made into a streamlined, luxury toddler.” Daaaamnnn
My brain is freezing, but am thrilled to read-- the wonder-full writing of Cintra Wilson...and it arrived out of the ether before the coming of the last day I know who I am. How much I want to write and my time has run out-- as I toss all the story notes out, too. Keep on flying the flag, Cintra Wilson...the women will pull this country out of the mud and slush. (I don
t know what sharing "a note"is but I'm gonna take a chance......
Love this! And “nuns going blind” , great!
“Virtuosic” is how I often describe your writing and it’s really because it is the only word that works. Also that Grace Jones!!!
Yes, The Grace Jones is 🔥
The paragraph that begins 'Rich Georgetown ladies tend to drift...." launches a sartorial "Howl" that just keeps going, line after line after killer line and, in my memory, throughout the whole book. Love this hilarious, astute, revelatory writing so so much.
Ms. Wilson, I don't have enough money to send you 50.00 dollars as a one time gift but I don't just want to gift you 5.00 dollars either. Is there another way to send you money or send you a custom amount with a single donation? Thanks. PS I have an unhealthy parasocial crush on your mind. In case you are grossed out excuse me for being so forthright. I'm not a stalker. :0