You ever get tired of Feminine Elegance? You ever look up tattoo ideas for for your feminine body and get sick of all the smooth lines and perfect flowers and bright colors? You ever search womenās hairstyles and feel struck out that theyāre all perfectly set, smooth and glossy? You ever go to buy soap and lotion and get irritated that they all want you to smell like a dessert?
I want to be harsh and sprawling and languid. I want bold black lines and sharp edges. I want disheveled, torn-up edges, patchy tans, scarred skin, and sandalwood. I want loud footsteps and splayed knees and arm hair and telling people to fuck off when they disrespect me. God Iām so fucking tired
I want to smell spicy and earthy and make you think strength. I want comfortable shoes that remind you of old men with long flow skirts that play in every breeze. I want tan lines over tan lines and hair that does whatever the hell it wants and a face free of makeup. I want to revel in the glory that is me, not force myself into the envelope some old white dude was handing out.
























