Photographer: Lindsay Coleman
Earlier this week, I must have been giving off the Vibe. You know. The Vibe.
Men folk were sniffing like dogs. And someone dared to kiss my neck upon a goodbye salutation. Wow.
I was looking at myself in the mirror earlier this week to see if I could recognize any sort of tangible difference in my demeanor or physique in the last few months. I scanned and couldn't find anything out of the normal. Well, you know, besides being a Brick House. But that wasn't necessarily a surprise to me.
I'm always curious to know how one hits the Vibe Stride. It's like one minute your a spinster and then the next your the Bachlorette and folks start acting a bit like paparazzi and personal assistants..."I just want to be on your team."
I wish I knew how to bottle this Vibe up. But alas, it's fun to be surprised when it hits.
So today, I guess, I'll simply enjoy being a lady.
Don't be afraid of your own beauty.