What if we women are feminine--soft, white and cuddly--but have hungers like that fairy-tale wolf? Urges that make us want to stand out in the thick forest? Does that make us less feminine? Does it mean we're not nice? What if we wear fuzzy cream-colored sweaters and long flowing scarves and sheepskin-lined Uggs but have aggressive thoughts and a competitive razor-like edge?
If I can't learn to balance the two faces, I don't think I will be able to move forward creatively, at least not full force.
If I can't learn to balance the two faces, I don't think I will be able to move forward creatively, at least not full force.
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