I see you woodland girl, in your Katniss boots and arrow slung bow, there is part of you that wants the Cinderella sparkling ballroom gown and tall heels to match... that's okay, glamour is part of you too.
We were born with a need to sparkle, and in a world that so oft fails to recognise the truth of such hearts, glamour became our physical representation of all that inner love.
Glam was no substitute for doing inner work, finding inner peace and learning how to extol real virtues, but it sure made it fun.
Our glamour was all about feeling good right into our souls, of becoming the bright birds we were born to fly as.
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