Wednesday night was definately the sexiest night of television. The Victoria's Secret Fashion show really was a night of beautiful women and fancy lingerie. How many girls would like to wear a million dollar bra? I dunno, but I sure would like to be the one.
The thing that I liked the most was that I didn't find the fashion show degrading at all. Sure it was Women strutting in lingerie, but the colors and the streamers and the sparkles were actually aesthetic and was practically ART.
What I got out of it most was that women were not being glorified as "bodies" and "sex objects". Rather they were being magnified for their beauty and grace. They were being represented as inspirational muses that bring awe, adoration, reason to live and reason to make yourself and your own life beautiful.
It strengthened me to believe that no matter how bad your day went, or how bad you think your complexion looks, you can still be beautiful and that you can make the decision to be one of them. Because in the end, you are just as beautiful in your own right.