Excerpted from 'Wouldn't Take Nothing for My Journey Now' (again, from the great Dr. Angelou):
Being a woman is hard work. Not without joy and even ecstasy, but still relentless, unending work. Becoming an old female may require only being born with certain genitalia, inheriting long-living genes and the fortune not to be run over by an out-of-control truck, but to become and remain a woman command the existence and employment of genius.
As profoundly grateful I am for the progress in gender relations and the endless possibilities now open to women, the one thing I miss is the Old World classy feminine ideal. It seems like more and more we slip into the mentality that we're all the same but with different parts. I love that she speaks to that essence that we women are forgetting in selling ourselves short of our potential for class, beauty, subtlety, and mystique.
I've got some work to do -- doctor's orders! :)
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