Despite the backlash (no pun)

of Taylor Swift's Grammy performance last night,

I must add my two cents.

Ladies, 

show me another woman who can

sit like that on a stage in front of millions of viewers worldwide,

rock out on the piano while throwing her head back and forth,

sing her heart out completely in OR out of tune,

spill her guts out on the floor in truth,

not give a shit if it was so personal and in fact was proud it was,

and all the while

 maintain such elegant composure,

keeping her clothes on,

such class,

such towering beauty

that you just want to reach into the TV and 

grab the vulnerability from her spine

and inject it into your veins.

Period.

The embodiment of beauty is the risk taken 

despite the outcome.

~L~