Music Therapy with Miss Moon

Happy Monday, everybody!!! After a weekend that has been much about self-love and acceptance for me (More on that later during the week, promise!), and following yesterday's Be Blessed post, I wanted to pick a Music Therapy with Miss Moon song that would be the perfect anthem for the unapologetic love of oneself, couple with a bit of an "eff you" to those who dare to say you shouldn't... especially the mainstream media. But where would I find such a song?

Fortunately, my beloved Pirate Sistahs came to the rescue, and shared an amazing discovery, and I must say, the perfect song for today. I hope you all will enjoy "Beauty is Made" by Subject to Change, off their wonderful (and so slept on!) album, Womb Amnesia.



Beauty is Made

So how do I look?
Am I showing enough leg?
Is my dress tight enough,
Are my lips cherry red?
So how do I sound?
Is my voice soft enough?
Don't I purr when you're loving,
Don't I Weep When you're rough?

So how do I do?
Am I far enough behind?
Don't I do what you tell me,
Don't I worship your mind?
So how does it feel to see me so meek?
Does it make you feel strong to make me feel weak?

Beauty is made... She is not born
Beauty is raped, beaten and scorned
Beauty is her
Beauty is me
Beauty is all you want us to be

So how do I feel,
When you're rubbing me down?
Don't you like me soft?
Don't you like your sugar brown?
So how do I taste,
Are my kisses like wine?
Is my love like poison when it makes you feel fine?

Beauty is made... She is not born
Beauty is raped, beaten and scorned
Beauty is her
Beauty is me
Beauty is all you want us to be

Down on my knees,
Praying to the God of Beauty
Buying to please,
Glory to the God of Beauty
I've consulted a surgeon,
I'm binging and purging,
I'm just doing what I'm told
I'm just scared of growing old
Keep me in the mirror
Keep me masked in fear
Erase my face so I can't see clear
You make beauty skin deep
Beauty is a piece of meat
Rape me with commercials, magazines and MTV
I'm as pretty as your politics
Pretty as pornography.

Beauty is made... She is not born
Beauty is raped, beaten and scorned
Beauty is made

I feel pretty, oh so pretty
Pretty f*cking useless,
La la la la la la la