My friend Melissa and I are continuing our conversation about Beauty this morning. We've been talking about True Beauty through a series of letters on Fridays: What is Beauty? What will we tell our daughters about Beauty? We're so glad you're joining us. We would love to hear from you!
My Dear Melissa,
I have three confessions to make.
The first confession is that I am a "Gleek". Yes, I love Glee!
Your voice once echoed through Carnegie Hall. You know what it's like to sing beautifully.
You dance. You dance in costume, no less.
I cannot dance. Unless I'm sitting down. I'm an excellent chair dancer.
But--in the privacy of my kitchen as I cook for my family during naptime, I dance and sing along with those crazy Glee kids, pretending to be a rock-star-diva.
Second confession: I love Lady Gaga.
Sure, she wears dresses that look like hanging meat and plunks a hunk of raw steak on her head for a hair bow, but that chick can kill a performance!
I think that what’s so appealing about her to so many people is that she's an original. We all are, but she really lets is all hang out—in her music, in her fashion. She just doesn’t care.
So—on this week’s episode of Glee, my two loves collided, and it was too amazing, and too fitting not to talk about!
Hop on over to Melissa's to read my third confession and the rest of this post.