Some days I want to just tell pretty girls they’re pretty and beautiful women they’re beautiful. If there’s anything in this world that I feel any notions of talent I may have is motivated towards, it’s the appreciation of feminine beauty — I see a beautiful woman, I want her to know I think she’s beautiful, and powerful, and the giver of life and motivation and yes, for a brief moment, the entire universe spins around her good luck, good genes, graciousness, anad how she carries herself — everything slows down like an eighties movie and speeds up like a drug trip at the same time. That’s what I like. The beauty inherent to women. It keeps things going, and it keeps me romantic, rather than just wall-to-wall bitter. Women are poetry and amazing. I want to love them all, desperately, impossibly, against everything in the world.
Sure — you can call it old-fashioned and sexist and objectifying and all that if you want — but then, you’d be missing the point. I will never be able to fully express the appreciation I have for the natural wonder and beauty of women, and I hope I spend the better part of my life trying.
So, I just want you to know that I love you, when your hair is long or short, and I want to run into every room into the house and tell you what I’m doing before I tell you I love you again.
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