2014.
Too ugly to leave the house to get a coffee. Catching a glimpse of myself in the haunted antique French dressing-table mirror as I cross the room to get my keys and I can’t leave the house. Half-moons stain my under-eyes and my long nose will enter rooms before me. I’d been planning to go to the cinema alone that night but find the film online instead.
How Kurt Cobain’s cardigan would feel at auction is how I arrive here today. Mind a shade of dirty pigeon, awkward and on-show. The mohair (blend) worn on Nirvana’s MTV Unplugged show in 1993 sold for $334,000 three years ago with “one button absent,” “a burn hole” and “discolouration”. I too am a little sumptuous, but diluted with old burns and buttons missing.
I’m the off-kilter cardigan. Seeking a little room of one’s own to unravel in.