Mirth always makes a person more attractive
No time for a long post right now, although I've got quite a few percolating.
But before I go out for a while, I must share with you this NY Times article on how it was that Salman Rushdie and new wife Padma Lakshmi got together.
No, this blog isn't adopting an "all Salman/Padma, all the time" format. At least, I don't think so. But there is something--ummm--something riveting about the story. The Times article details how the two first met, and how their romance developed.
They were both featured in a European magazine, Salman on the cover, Padma somewhere in the middle, with photos. When he saw the article on the winsome Padma, he thought, "If I ever meet this girl, my goose is cooked"--meaning, I believe, that he would be hopelessly smitten.
But when the two met in 1999 at a party on Liberty Island staged by Tina Brown, Salman remembered the article and floored Padma with his knowledge of her life and doings (men, take note: is this the way to a successful woman's heart?).
And Salman, re Padma? I'll let him speak for himself:
She is a mirthful person, which made her immediately more attractive.
Let us all pause for a moment of contemplation: so, her mirth made her more attractive, as though more attractiveness were necessary? Salman? Helloooo?
Padma describes the progression of the long-distance romance:
Over the next month they phoned each other frequently, sometimes five times a day. ''Salman is very charismatic,'' she said. ''I was taken with him before I could even admit it to myself.''
"Very charismatic"--that might be the understatement of the century. The guy must have written the book on charisma:
Because we hadn't spent any time together, it seemed ridiculous to think we were falling in love,'' Mr. Rushdie said. ''But we were.''
I'm not so sure the appearance of ridiculousness was from their relative lack of time together. But, be that as it may, the following description of Padma at their wedding does make her seem quite mirthful indeed:
Ms. Lakshmi wore a two-piece purple sari that left her torso bared from the sternum to well below her navel. So dazzling was her appearance that it caused an explosion of cheers and wolf whistles. Nearly convulsed with laughter as she walked down the aisle, Ms. Lakshmi swatted the heads of several guests with her hyacinth bouquet.
I'll leave the final word to wedding guest Steve Martin, who should know about the power of mirth:
'They have a very alive relationship,'' explained the comedian Steve Martin. ''And she finds him funny, which, trust me, is very important.''
I trust you, Steve, I do.