I'm hot

I say this literally and figuratively.

My house is hot because the A/C is acting up.......again, but through this total wave of hotness that has encompassed my house, I was able to find that I, myself, am one hot mama!

Hotness or Beauty is how the mind perceives it, right?

Well, whilst looking in the mirror after a freezing cold shower to cool my body temperature, I was making faces that other have said they found "cute" (Have I ever told you guys how much I hate the "c" word?)

I love the way my eyes light up when I think of something sentimental. I love the way they sparkle when I think fondly of someone.

I love the way my face contours at the slightest sign of unhappiness or total confusion.

I love the light freckles that dot my cheeks. (My sister has very very visible freckles that I use to be jealous of, but I'm so past that.)

I have come to learn to love my body, flaws and all, but the personable side comes out to play and up the ante on my flaws....a lot!

Now, don't think that I'm just letting myself go, because I don't. I'm very health conscience, so I know what I'm putting in my body, and I know how much my body needs of that certain food/beverage.

I'm a whiskey kind of girl with an eye for beauty and what I call "throw away" fashion (More on that in another blog).

I am my own trendsetter, following my heart and mind more than that of the populous.

I'm a go getter, following my dreams and aspirations.

I'm an artist, allowing my right brained activity to flow freely.

I am me.

A lot of people see me as adorably cute, I've been told that I will never be sexy, just cute, and I'm grasping it and coming to terms with it, because they are right, and I now see this.

Hot. Cute (I'll have to get use to this word). Adorable (this word too). I'm effing lovely and I love myself, and that's all that really matters.