Union Station: Washington, DC

Thank you Lord for my long, well craft legs. That, when paired with a heel of no more than one or two inches in height and opaque tights, makes me tall and trim enough to be a showstopper on the metro. People stare like I am a fierce freak of nature.

In my imagination, the tiles on the metro platform had become perfect for walking, the people parted ways, and suddenly, my world transfigured into a catwalk. Light from an oncoming train shone though a narrow and tunnel, a futuristic flow set in.  The slow poke folks had all seemed to gather round and I missed the first train but the vibe was too good to me angry. I arrived at the train and Gyptian began to play. My curls were nappy, some were straight loose, and all over my head. I felt free.

It's true, we must love ourselves and our world. There is only one of each. We must find at least one incredibly beautiful thing about the temples we inhabit. My legs, I love.

via UGG clogs with fur insoles