Heels to please

Detrás de estos pleasers y del role de amateur en las artes del poledancing, se esconde una mujer curvy y valiente, que está dispuesta a romper creencias limitantes. Una hembra decidida y dispuesta a salir corriendo y gritarle al mundo que ha encontrado su pasión y está reconquistando su esencia.

Detrás de estos pleasers reverdece esa mujer auténtica, impetuosa, que trabaja a diario para vencer miedos e inseguridades. Una diva que está haciendo las pases con su niña interior, una tímida “femme fatale” que está volviendo a armar el rompecabezas del que había perdido piezas fundamentales.

Detrás de estas palabras, de cada moretón, y cada dolor muscular, se esconden historias escritas en pretérito imperfecto. Miedos, patrones y prejuicios que hoy declaro en vía de extinción.

Hoy poso detrás de ellos como una evocación a lo que jamás será igual. Hoy dejo de esconderme, y no me pongo frente a mis tacones, sino que los pongo a mi merced, decido domarlos y amanzarlos, bailar y hacer piruetas con ellos, porque son ellos, mis “heels to please” los que me suben a ese pedestal de metal del que no me quiero volver a bajar.

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Behind these pleasers and the role of amateur in the arts of poledancing, a brave curvy woman is hiding, who is willing to break limiting beliefs. A female determined and willing to run out and shout out to the world that she has found her passion and is reconquering her essence.

Behind these pleasers reveals that impetuous, authentic woman who works daily to overcome fears and insecurities. A diva who’s making peace with her inner child, a shy ′′ femme fatale ′′ who’s assembling together the key pieces of the puzzle she’d lost.

Behind these words, behind every bruise, and every muscle pain, there are hidden stories written in preterite tense. Fears, patterns and prejudices that I declare in extinction as of today.

Today I pose behind them as an evocation to what will never be the same. Today I stop hiding, and I do not stand in front of my heels but put them at my mercy, I decide to tame them and dawn them, dance and pirouette with them, because they are my heels to please, those who uplift me to that metal pedestal I never want to get back down from.

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