Ruffles, ribbons, florals. Embellish me so that passing eyes are pleased–to pause. That which is mine is yours when the impression in your mind cheers the choice rather than the chosen.

For this image is today. Brights may fall to darks and tomorrow’s visage will be a matured self of a slightly–or distinctly–other hue. Plasticity is practical for preserving beauty and charm as habituation relentlessly pursues.

The face of courage is neither scowled nor stern; determination stands focused and open–an inner style lacking in dowfarts. Chin up and readiness at hand, missions are accomplished when inner grace exits ablaze.

Locks flowing like banderoles on a ship of its course, the announcement is clear that the vessel of this self sails confidently to the shores of serenity.

Wonder not if the other half of this moiety relays same standards; that which is hidden from view is but the complement to perspective seen. My dimensions run both superficial and deep. To those who see what is unseen and label not that which appears, your beauty is recognized as well–to cheers. : )