Decided to play in my altered book tonight. Had no idea where I was going. Just slapped on some acrylic paint, some stamping, more paint, some doodling.. all this while listening to YouTube videos about reactions to the latest trump tape scandal.

All this talk about it being locker room talk enraged me. Disappointed me. Reminded me of how women are often objectified. That our appearance and desirability seem to be so central to our existence and self worth.

We are so much more than our body parts, or how we look or how desirable others find us. Can you imagine a world where men were subjected to that?

Anyway, one thought led to another and this quote emerged..

“My existence is not about how desirable you find me.”

Yes! A good reminder for myself and for my teenage daughter.