So today I celebrated being in love, having a crush, and non-stop thinking of the person that makes you write on yourself. Whether it was your initials, a heart, a stick figure holding hands, or a wanna-be tattoo. Back when "love" seemed simple -- or what we thought was love. Defining that memory with your pen and body part as though you never wanted that feeling to fade away. A diary entry open for everyone to see.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cjRAaCQqR9YNFQyr19UkC-HsZkXucLm0_MzaS8LQh1KHMJzxW3bmXqmywT_jhHHESZ6u-ATbkg1qcHfe8A0gNXSprToAFhXkaSx_KhLWeoOzFL_TZ4ViR5vk9RKQjggkB7N0DRfRcKw/s1600/IMG_9438-edit-2.jpg)
Except not many people "filled in" their hearts with lipstick. Though, this is referring to being feminine, isn't it? ;)
"I don't mean to be a diva, but some days you wake up and you're Barbara Streisand." -Courtney Love, grunge girl turned society page seeker
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To participate in my 100 day challenge, submit your photo representing your interpretation of "feminine" and about a paragraph describing your interpretation to alejandra@imaginaledesign.com -- Read more about it here.
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