I want to tell you about the most perfect woman.
She wears glitter, perfectly. Glitter is a sign of the spirit in our world. Something inside gets so happy when I see glitter. Especially as an expression of fabulous and presence.
She has no boobs. To be a woman, I have been taught that the bigger the boobs, the more the woman. It is not so. Being a woman has very little to do with boobs. It is something else. Something from inside that celebrates the body, the skin, and how it moves.
She wears the best damn makeup EVER. Makeup is hard. I use just enough to get out the door and look like I care. But to do makeup with the purpose of showing off, of celebrating the face, the lips, eyes and cheekbones.. She is inspiring in using makeup to draw out something fierce. She a demands to be seen.
She wears a wig. A big one. And its green. Sometimes with highlights of glitter. Sometimes space buns, mostly just big and really really green. So being a woman is not about being natural anything. It is not about trying to show off natural shades and accentuating what I have. She just goes beyond. And she goes green.
And she wears great boots, high heals, that go up or above the knee. Power boots that stomp, dance, sashay.
She’s got curves for miles… but that is not the power of her beauty. It is what makes her beauty fun to watch.
She has a got a bit of an attitude. One that checks you. One that says lets have fun, but people, respect me.
And that this perfect woman, when she walks off the stage is a man… well damn, even better.
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