You know what’s sexy? Imperfection. The fascinating uniqueness, the magical authenticity, the extraordinary strangeness, the truth of the human condition, the human spirit, the human experience. I am forever drawn to the rawness of a person, enamored by truth, invigorated by vulnerability, in love with honesty. I crave to see, to hear, and to feel the true essence of a person. It stirs me, it intrigues me, it captures me. If you’re hiding any part of you, stop now. Let it go. Presenting a façade of perfection is so boring. Show me real. Show me weird. Show me intimate. Show me everything. Stop giving a fuck what others think of you. Embrace imperfect—your flaws, your quirks, your mistakes, the peculiar you, the unusual you, the raw you—embrace it all. Be strange, be unique, be authentic, be exceptional, be-you-tiful. The true you is intriguing, inspiring, exciting, and magical. The imperfect you is so sexy.
