A woman is not the make-up she wears, the size of her glutes, the width of her hips, or the color of her hair. A woman is not his fame, or his number of lovers, or the hearts she has ever destroyed. A woman is her way of dancing, the unfinished poems, the sighs she has stolen. A woman is the way she looks, it's her favorite book, her smile that you fall in love with. A woman is her way of existing. And if it is not…. What a pity.