Women, conceptually misunderstood,

Hearts as wide as the gate to hell,

Souls as pure as the rays of heaven,

Curators, cleansers, freers of depthless pain 


Raining iridescence, exuding resplendent moods, you're confused at to why she simply must be yours and only your muse 

Graceful in everything they do, powerful in everything they are, you want nothing more than for them to recognise you as their personal star 

Oh to attain their approval and love,

There's no greater or more euphoric feeling above 


Women, in-tune in all their ways,

A maze of spiritual, creative, loving splendour

An eternity of loving them would not be enough to explore every turn and twist that makes them seem so frighteningly strong, yet ever so tender

Floral, green, alive, reaching to be seen

Women, are ever green, beings of creation and awe

I do hope you catch yourself before you journey into the long descent and fall, of loving a woman and realising it is your only true call

Kaeleen Stammers
I'm Kae, an advocate for love and seeker of harmonious energy. I'm a model, writer, activist and creative director who takes pride in working with people who are excited about a diverse future. I have experience in creating branded content, organising campaigns for new businesses, administration, fashion and business overall. I've just finished my Business Bachelors and can't wait to share my expertise in a more meaningful form! The driving force behind everything I do is my love for people, genuine representation and conscious fashion. I work to reveal the beauty that the versatility of curvy models brings to fashion; artistry and expression doesn't have a shape and size. I believe every brand out there should be adopting inclusive practices that reflect diversity both behind and in front of the camera. For those who don't want to, may they be left behind in the ashes of old ways with their institutional actors alike. 
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