Besides all of that, though, it has been a learning experience about myself as a woman.
I've learned that I really do like high heels, lace and the color pink a whole lot! Finally, I have come to admit I do want to feel pretty. It's like my 'being a girl' got lost for awhile, or maybe I just had no idea what to do with it, but I have absolutely decided to deny it no longer! I am hardwired to feel beautiful. Let the pretty begin!
I am talking about a kind of pretty that is a feeling, a sensation that comes from gratitude. It's the kind of beauty that doesn't require a mirror or photograph. It comes from inside when the sun shines on your cheek and the wind gently tousles your hair. The kind of beauty that makes you giggle or throw your head back with laughter. The kind that makes you want to get together with the girls and twirl and dance. The kind of beauty that is reflected in the heart of every woman.
It is the kind of beauty that liberates. And finally, it is the kind of beauty I feel when I am dancing.
Labels: Dance, Femine Movement, Pole Dancing
