I just got a new dress. (Big shock, huh!) It's very pretty, in fact much prettier in person than I thought it would be from the pictures of it I saw when I bought it. But the best thing about it was that when I wore it, I actually felt pretty. And that felt good.
Many of us go to great lengths to appear pretty, or as pretty as we can be as genetic men. It's often a tough row to hoe, and the results can be spotty. One day our results can turn out much better than on other days. Sometimes the results, despite all the primping and preening we can muster, are that we look like guys in dresses with lipstick pasted on for some kind of effect. Sometimes we look in the mirror, shake our heads, and sigh, "You just can't dress up a pig."
Other days, the results can be much more pleasing. Sometimes I'll dress up all the way, and I'll think, "Now that's a pretty dress." But this time, I actually felt pretty, rather than just thinking that my clothes were pretty. It was a deeper, more inward feeling. So I got to thinking, there's a difference between looking pretty, and feeling pretty. And feeling pretty felt pretty good!
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