Runway shoot for Banana Republic tomorrow in front of 3,000+ people.
Finally a way to exploit both me extreme vanity and crippling stage fright.
There is a great lie that we tell ourselves and others, that- “You can’t expect someone to love you unless you love yourself.”
Nothing. Nothing makes people hate you like loving and being proud of yourself. Loving yourself is not about being loved by others it’s about being happy and proud of who you are often in spite of the jealousy and judgement of people who feel you don’t deserve it.
Love yourself not to attract others but to have love, because the only love you can feel is the love YOU make for yourself and others.
Don’t mistake me missing you for wanting you.
I miss a lot of things I would never touch again.
Because none of them, could ever love me back.
My respect for you doesn’t come from you being “A woman doing a man’s job.”
It comes from you being a person doing a difficult job.
Bridges are rarely burned, often they rot away and crumble from years of abuse and neglect.
Tonight I buried a dog.
Not my dog, not one I knew.
I found her cold, in the middle of the road, with no tags or chip.
I couldn’t stand watching the cars drive by as the lay there.
If it were a human child someone would have sopped.
She would not have been alone.
I hope her life was good.
I hope she was not in any pain.
Update: I put a post up on FB about anyone who had lost a basenji and a friend linked me to a craigslist post about one very near the area that had run away. I contacted the man and he came to identify the dog. It was his. We both teared up again and he thanked me and gave me a long hug. He was very grateful. As hard as it was to see him upset I am glad that this dog was loved and that his owner cared so much for him and that he got closure.
I found out later that he is a bartender at a restaurant near me and a friend of mine was actually there with him when he got my call.
I have the right to use deadly force to defend my house.
I should have that right to defend the earth.