To follow up on the polarities, differences, & changing, yet deep down remaining true to yourself.
I find this photo incredible. It ain't Photoshop mashup, but don't these 2 Rio de Janeiro women look splendidly mismatched, standing together like this side by side?
This is how we all are & how we all feel: one day it's pants & only the boyish look would make me feel good about my body, and tomorrow I will cry unless I put on that sweet & innocent dress.
And it's always the same woman. Or not?