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Beautiful Women

30 Sep

I love “Say Yes to the Dress” – Watching that moment when a woman finally feels just as beautiful as she truly is. ❀ Even if I don’t like the dress itself, it’s just that look on a woman’s face when she is confident and feels like the amazing person she always felt like she was on the inside is finally showing up on the outside – it’s amazing. Truly confident women just glow. I wish we all felt that way all the time. That’s what fashion should truly be. Fashion should be about helping people find their souls and confidence through their clothing. About finding the things that are beautiful about them and bringing them out. About helping them realize that all those little flaws they see can disappear if they focus on the beautiful parts. Every single person is beautiful. True Beauty isn’t measured by symmetry or height or weight or lack of scars or the length of a nose. True Beauty is the size of your smile, the determination in your eyes, the confidence in your shoulders, the steel in your back, the sexy flair in your walk. And that’s something that any person can have, they just have to look inside and bring it out. And find that style that shows it πŸ™‚ I’ve yet to meet a confident woman who didn’t just shine with beauty. We need to stop worrying about how other’s dress or what other’s will think about our style. Just pick something that shows the world who you are inside! Since you’re amazing, style that reflects you will naturally be amazing too πŸ™‚ We just need to walk tall and show off our inner sassy, totally brilliant selves with pride! πŸ‘—

Also, Elizabeth, do you remember that week we sat and watched like fifty episodes of this show in a row? That was an awesome time πŸ™‚ Happy memories! ❀

God Bless, Ms Maya Angelou

28 May

RIP Maya Angelou.

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.Β 

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