"Why I Should be the Equilibrium Med Spa Blogger"

Seeking Equilibrium

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As curious kids will, my high school students begged me to tell them my age. With an arched brow and enigmatic smile, I answered, “Timeless and classic!” And then they laughed longer than was actually necessary.... Which meant I had to give them the bugged out evil eye and remind them that Botox coupons always make great teacher gifts at Christmas time. Which set off another round of guffaws. So it’s probably time to call in the experts and schedule an overhaul. It’s not that I want to completely erase the “I’m on to you” warning wrinkle in the middle of my forehead. It is my honestly earned badge of courage under fire. And for that matter, I may need to keep my laugh lines or risk losing my sense of humor for good. But okay-maybe a little buffing and polishing wouldn’t hurt either. Nurturing today's youth into tomorrow's leader leaves very little time for battling the ravages of time. So I’ve done my homework, and I’m hoping Equilibrium Med Spa will take me on as their new science experiment: a busy, frazzled, muti-tasking teacher/mom/wife who is juggler extraordinaire who's in need of a little beauty therapy. And I’m just hoping that Jane Austen’s right: “It sometimes happens that a woman is handsomer at twenty-nine than she was ten years before.”

I’m looking forward to keeping you posted on my Equilibrium experience!
Check out their link: http://www.equilibriummedspa.com/

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Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman poem is a poignant reminder to all women what timeless, classic beauty is really about. May we all be inspired to embrace the beauty of our experiences. Enjoy…

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.