Hi guys, hope you're having a great day. I have a question about this sentence: Dark, with a kind of sparkle that went without saying.
This is an English translation of a Swedish book.
At first I thought she was talking about appearance since she talked about beauty, but then I thought maybe it's about the mom's personality because of the previous sentence (I could have been like her)?
I wanna know if the girl is talking about her mom's physical appearance or about her personality? And what is the meaning of that sentence?
Thank you so much for your help.
This is the whole paragraph:
I could have talked about my mum. But I said nothing. I didn't want her glitzy smiles. Her perfect hair. Her wanting me to be a beautiful girl. To her, beauty was something on its own. An important property that had to be cultivated like a flower. You had to sow the seed and make sure to water it so you could watch it grow. I could have been like her. Dark, with a kind of sparkle that went without saying. But somehow I fell short. I was no force of nature, the way she was. I was infected by doubt. It was everywhere. It ran through the marrow of my spine and spread from there. I felt doubt assail me. Days and nights, sunsets awash with doubt.
This is an English translation of a Swedish book.
At first I thought she was talking about appearance since she talked about beauty, but then I thought maybe it's about the mom's personality because of the previous sentence (I could have been like her)?
I wanna know if the girl is talking about her mom's physical appearance or about her personality? And what is the meaning of that sentence?
Thank you so much for your help.
This is the whole paragraph:
I could have talked about my mum. But I said nothing. I didn't want her glitzy smiles. Her perfect hair. Her wanting me to be a beautiful girl. To her, beauty was something on its own. An important property that had to be cultivated like a flower. You had to sow the seed and make sure to water it so you could watch it grow. I could have been like her. Dark, with a kind of sparkle that went without saying. But somehow I fell short. I was no force of nature, the way she was. I was infected by doubt. It was everywhere. It ran through the marrow of my spine and spread from there. I felt doubt assail me. Days and nights, sunsets awash with doubt.