Kitchen Counter

[franceslievens]

There's three of them: hip chicks in jeans and blouses that show off their feminine forms. They call each other "darling" and their cooking is crap (although one of them declares she's the kitchen princess everyone dreams of). But they dress perfectly and twist and turn their bodies in a delicious way that doesn't usually come naturally. I suddenly feel ugly, but console myself with the thought I shouldn't compete with kids that might be as old as my students and that need half an hour in front of the mirror before they dare coming downstairs for breakfast.