her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened 😮💨
the best thing a girl can be in this world- a beautiful fool 👧
our white girlhood was passed there 🤍
•“She was dressed in white and had a little white roadster” 🚘
“young officers from Camp Taylor demanded the priviledge of monopolizing her that night” 🪖
•“By next autumn she was gay again, gay as ever” 🍁
•“If he left the room for a minute she’d look around uneasily” 👀
-The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain 🌧️
-“Theyre such beautiful shirts” she sobbed 👔
-Moments when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams- not through her own fault but because of the colossal vitality of his own illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything 💭
-In the very casualness of Gatsby’s party there were romantic possibilities totally absent from her world 🪩
-At his lips touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete 🌸
-Her voice is full of money 🤑
-High in a white palace the king’s daughter the golden girl 👑