posted on: December 1, 2010
I like feeling glamorous.
Some other days, I am ordinary. I feel ordinary when I peel my orange at work, when I comment in class, and when I practice my cursive in the margins. And while buttoning my coat in the morning. I feel that way on Tuesdays when I sing along to Beauty and the Beast in my car and on Saturdays when I jog past pretty homes.
I like ordinary too.
What makes you feel glamorous? Ordinary?