Perfection

I have never been a girly-girl, hell I barely even know how to put on makeup…and I’m ok with that. I relish in the fact that I would much rather be digging in my garden, or hiking in Colorado for three days without a shower, than worrying about which shoes go with what outfit. On the same note, I will never be a size 4….or even a 6. And by no means has my hair EVER been in a perfect coif, its craziness is comfort in a way. I don’t have to worry about it being perfectly straight, it is untameable! Don’t get me wrong, I used to love playing dress up, and still do. But I also have no problem walking in a public place with my Carharts and cowboy boots on. Please, don’t misunderstand me, I can clean up well when I need to…..but as someone once said “Ain’t nobody got time fo’ that.”

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