Venus in Taurus

This Venus cuts through to our inner tranquil beast - like a bull - letting it rest and flower, wafting of spring night petrichor and a cheesy casserole. A chance to go as slow and rude as one wishes. We’re not getting conceptual here. It’s stuff and texture style. Classic and classy, tried and true. Horse girls, scarves, beautiful gardens. Wine-dine-sixty-nine. Velvet, silk, lamé; brie, butter, ice cream; musk, rose, smoke; oils and baths. As Yeats (Venus in Taurus) said: “Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.”

Venus in Taurus masters an opulent plethora of sensory delights while keeping a relatively simple mission - to not overcomplicate. One only needs to show and not tell (telling comes later, in Gemini). Interrupt this empress in the pursuit of her relaxation with any extraneous chatter and you shall supremely piss her off.

“The more articulate somebody is, the more suspicious I am of them. I like to feel that the important things remain unsaid.” - Daniel Day Lewis (Taurus Venus)

“Bad taste is saying the truth before it should be said” - Mel Brooks (Taurus Venus)

Here, the endurance of trademarks of femininity, beauty, and desire are strong enough in themselves. Even if you get hungry for a trend and curiosity takes you elsewhere, a Taurus Venus will have marinated and enriched for when you come back. . . and they know you’ll come back.