I am finally ready to come out, do my thing the way I do. Look at me, I’ll look at you. Isn’t it crazy how beauty is so powerful and so temporary at the same time? Once you wash it off at the end of the night, once it starts to slide towards the end of you life, when it all falls away, what do you have left? Where is the beauty in that? That is what I hunt for, the beauty within, that permanent glowing life force that invites those around her to feel a little bit more special for knowing her. I hunt for beauty…