My cousin asked me to dry her hair and because we were already there I told her that I would make it nice to give it just a little spice. She said why, "I'm not going nowehere;" and that's where I came up with this poem here; about beaing beautiful for yourself to honor the blessings of your temple wealth. An enjambment of the little things to ehance your mood and your feelings.
A sexy move to change your groove. Sometimes you just want to be relieved of the same old routine. Think about the idea that it doesn't have to be for someone else because sometimes you just want to look beautiful for yourself. I can see it already; you're a girly girl. So why not for one day, just bounce around in curls? There's nothing wrong with showing your stuff. Have you ever thought about dolling up your face with makeup?
Day by day we live this way from sunrise to sunset with direction we only know as best but a shift of the mind is about time because it has been in need and came to find me. Beautiful is the beautiful features on the beautiful face with style and grace. Have you ever tried to accessorize the softness of your skin with some bling? Costume jewelry for the day and a smile to lead the way and some polish on those nails and a new scent you never used that turns heads and leaves a trail. You know what I mean; some base cream to go under the shadows and liners and blush or maybe just some color to touch your hair up. Or how about a barrel curl to give you a Farrah Fawcette look? Or maybe an image on Pinterest you saw or in one of those hair photo books.