I love how I can throw on a pair of jogging pants, and a tank top…
How I can pull my hair in a ponytail, with any colored band.. Top it off with a loose open sweat shirt and fuzzy socks..
How I can strut around the house with clear face, and not a hint of hue on my lips. No jewelry or polish. No glitter or bronzer.
Unforced freedom..
I really like, how I can plop on the couch in my nerdiest glasses and a book; chips and tea, not far from reach. Kick back in the laziest of slouches; as if I haven’t a care in the world..
It’s quite rewarding… (really)….
Especially, when I know that there’s a sweet secret, underneath…
…a leather thong with polka dot bow in back..and matching leather pasties that dangle silver tassels. A diamond belly chain and leather cuffs on each ankle. A henna tattoo of a serpent lines my back..
Ahh. so comforting, to be just like all the other girls..
Mantra 