As the narrator makes this discovery, the reader can observe how the wallpaper is now central to the plot. “You think you have mastered it, but just as you get well under way in following, it turns a back-somersault and there you are. It slaps you across the face, knocks you down, and tramples upon you. It is like a bad dream”(The Yellow Wallpaper, Page 81, Paragraph 4). In the following paragraph, it is apparent that her mind is now consumed by the yellow wallpaper and perplexing patterns, thus becoming essential within the plot.
More and more studies... ... middle of paper ... ...and Benstock write that there is "...satisfaction we take in having purchased a pair of shoes that 'is us,' that represents us... The fashionable dress of the Western world is one means whereby an always fragmentary self is glued together into a semblance of unified identity. Shoes serve as markers of gender, class, race, ethnicity, and even sexuality." (p4) The idea of piecing ourselves together with our things can be applied to any accessory or article of clothing, but I argue that shoes are more than that. Power, sexuality and sheer aesthetic pleasure contribute to a love of shoes.
“You know what else I wish? I wish it woul... ... middle of paper ... .... Oh, that reminds me, Michelle and I were planning to go to the mall today. Want to tag along?” “Hell yeah. I’m tired of wearing these nasty sweats anyways. I’m starting to feel like a hoo-,“ She received a patronizing squint from Yasaman and forcefully backtracked her sentence.“I mean, I feel gross and want to get new clothing with my buddies!
“Run!” I screamed and jumped behind a booth in the malls food court. Yup, I know what you are probably thinking right now. Why is she hiding in a malls food court? Well, it all started when my friends Karley, Noreen, Kez, Kezia, Melanie, and I were all hanging out in the mall. When suddenly we heard a loud bang and the malls intercom turned on.
The food floor. Walking past all the various food stalls and coffee shops, the smell of sizzling kebabs flutters up your nose and drool falls from even the most anorexic of women's mouths. A fish and chip shop serves the most l... ... middle of paper ... ... if an ashes cricket match is occurring. As women go into shops to buy “yet another dress”, parents are dragged about by there children into the toy shops to buy “yet another toy” and the old people can be seen on the benches sitting and waiting… Suddenly smells of strong chemicals hit your nose as a perfume shop slides into your view on the left. The smell is so strong and the “cool water” or “D&G” seems to remind people of flowers.
As I slowly lowered my hand towards the right corner of the desk, I touched it with my fingers, budging a little to tease her. Meanwhile it felt that her eyes were going to burst down the door with lasers; I knew I had to do something. After placing my long skinny feet on the cold hard carpet, I eventually make my way across the dark mysterious room. However when I was approaching the door, the brightness of the light outside felt like the sun was powerfully beaming right into my eyes. “Hurry up now, stop making fun and games otherwise there will be consequences” she roared.
Bex and I shared a major eye roll. “Come on, it can’t be that bad. I bet you look super hot.” Bex was trying to cajole me out of the bathroom that I had gone into to put on my outfit. Mr. Solomon had been here a couple minutes ago to drop off a folder. He handed it to Tina since I was ‘busy.’ Then there was some insane whispering which was ended by a very loud whisper by Bex.
But my miserableness was nothing compared to the immense satisfaction I felt every time my terrible, conniving mother had to watch me retch up another piece of sweet, semi-digested success. See mom? This is for you. This is what happens when anything gets in between me and the sweets I want- I wordlessly challenged her to try and prevent me from getting what I wanted. Just once- just to see what happens.
She would be perfect if weren’t for her bratty personality. “Hey, Loser, where did you get your clothes, were they on clearance at the thrift store?”, I cringe as Kennedy and Kaylee her best friends giggle at her remark. I opened my mouth to make a comeback but nothing comes out. I hear a loud ring, and I sprint inside to get to my class before school starts. Chap 2 I search my backpack for the keys to my lock.
The equation A + B = C has always symbolized a mathematical certainty, but what if A and B represented shoes and C stood for a scantily-clad woman? This shows exactly what Avia has done in their new advertisement for running shoes. The two-page advertisement equates Avia?s new running shoes with a beautiful woman. A picture of a tattooed, shirtless, muscular man jogging appears above a large ?A? on the first page.