It's not vanity
I was momentarily arrested by how artistic and gorgeous my body looks. I was passing my full length mirror and caught sight of myself. The contrast between my dark skin and my striped undies, combined with the illumination of the daylight brightening my drapes, made me look so good that I just had to stare for a while. I didn't even care that I wasn't wearing my glasses; whether I actually look this good isn't the point.But what a great way to start a day.
