Are you watching? You should be. There’s something extremely powerful about a woman gazing at herself in the mirror. Admiring her visage for only herself. Basking in her own beauty. You love to watch me do this. There’s something about it that makes you lightheaded and senseless. I don’t even have to turn or acknowledge you. I don’t need your eyes or your validation. I only need mine. Just watching me move puts your in a dazed state. Embrace it. Your body acts of its own will.
