I do my little turn on the catwalk!

Everyone and their mother is a model these days, myself included (self pro-claimed at best). We are constantly, as a race (women that is), vying for the approval of our peers. Take Facebook and Instant Messenger programs, we slave over our digital captures of ourselves to find just the right one. If, by any reason its not just right, we go to the trouble to ‘edit’ our photos using the numerous photo editting software available for such purposes on the net.

I’m NOT devoid of the pointed finger. I, too, sweat over what depiction of myself warrants a tag, let alone a default picture nod. It could be that we are finally becoming comfortable with who we are and LOVE to be gawked at, or admired by those so ‘creepy’ enough to browse through my pictures (once again, red handed). OR, worse, we are now obsessing with our appearances to the point that we look for validation from our peers, and hope to post that one picture that makes your high school crush rue the day he passed you over for the bustier blonde (also guilty).

Well, whatever it is, we are all beautiful in our own right and we all deserve to have that special someone feel that you, and you alone are the most beautiful person in their world, but until then, I too, with dig deep within my ‘portfolio’ discarding the bad and displaying the good, for all to see.

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Lindsay
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