Beauty lies within a woman's soul. Whether she wears a refined, smooth, bob, a pixie, or a glamorous, long, look. Her beauty reveals itself through her eyes, in the way she picks up a glass, or the way she interacts with a child. It's revealed in nothing short of everything she does. And yet a woman's beauty is not a prescription, but indescribable, and elusive. The expression manifests itself as differently as we are individuals, as varied as the many species of flowers that speckle the earth. So when a woman sits in my chair, and her eyes twinkle, she says what is on her mind, and she is leery of looking like every other woman, or even a movie star, then I know I'm dealing with a woman who is in touch with herself, her inner beauty, her soul.
"Mommy hair" is an infliction of the American woman --long blond hair, with tiny hi-lites everywhere. A look of someone who is trying to look like what they think it means to be a woman in the American culture, instead of creating the culture itself, using herself as the canvas.
The power of beauty permeates in what she chooses to wear and how she wears it, whether it's a hairstyle or an item of clothing. Dressing for herself as if she matters, placing attention on the face, hair and clothing, as well as tending to the inner life, give a woman an undeniable beauty. It creates an energy that makes people smile as they pass her by, they have to look, and yet, this resonance has nothing to do with trend, and needing people to look. She knows it is her much needed contribution of Beauty to the world, and we are the recipients.