You know how everyone is self-conscious of themselves and hypercritical? "What will other people think?". "Why is that woman over there looking at me funny?". "Ugh, I bet those teens are laughing about me...". Do you have that sort of inner monologue when you leave the house? Are you constantly trying to assess what everyone is thinking about you at any given moment? No? Just me? Ok.
Good thing is, I know that this is all in my head. People very, VERY, rarely actually think about you when starring at you. Nobody gives your appearance a second glance because EVERYONE is in their own head, occupied with their own inner avalanche of crippling self-doubt, anxieties or thinking about what's for dinner. It's funny how perception works. Nowadays I couldn't care less if someone approves, as long as I like what I see in the mirror. Long ago I decided though that if people are staring at me, I give them something to stare at. I love my bright, turquoise hair and laughing out loud. I love looking stylish with vibrant shades of lipstick, hustling past you on my way to the subway on high heeled boots that make a satisfying thud when they touch the pavement. I love my long coat flaring out behind me like a cape and my long-legged strides nobody can keep up with. And my constant companions are my trusted headphones giving me a dramatic entrance by blaring an especially curated OST, making me the star of my own movie. Look at me all you want. I know I'm fabulous.

A3 (30x40cm/12x16"), acrylic on paper, signed at the bottom right corner. 

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