Don’t rub me up the wrong way. I can be feisty and a bit temperamental, but stroke me just right and I’ll purr in your hands.
I’m not overly fussed about pedicures and manicures but I do like the odd pamper. Oh yes, I’m a sucker for a massage.
Must be a female thing.
Give me space to be myself and I’ll be open and chatty. But I like to make up my own mind about things.
Don’t corner me or expect me to be something I’m not.
I am who I am.
I’d prefer you didn’t mention my bad hair days.We all have those right?
Life can get too serious. And we can get too caught up in appearances.
Does it really matter how we look? Mostly it’s about how we act.
I like to occasionally lose those inhibitions … it doesn’t hurt to play like a kid again.
Life’s too short not to be a bit silly, to jump and run and smell the roses.
Does it really matter if we make a mistake now and then.
I figure we’re all doing the best we can for the ones we love. That has to count for something.
Tell yourself you’re beautiful inside. And you’re unique. There’s only one you.
Oh, us females, we’re all the same aren’t we? Or are we?
For all our flaws and imperfections and quirky individual ways we’re all perfect the way we are.
Love yourself, embrace the fabulous female that you are (and guys, embrace the fabulous female that you have).
You’re all beautiful. Believe it.
Celebrating in a light hearted way all things female for Paula’s Thursday Special: Female