Whoever told women that beauty now means walking half-naked in public… lied to them.
They didn’t just lie to them, they robbed them.
They robbed them of the power of mystery.
They robbed them of the elegance of restraint.
They robbed them of the kind of beauty that commands respect before it demands attention.
They made our sisters believe that their skin is more valuable than their soul.
That more exposure means more validation.
That to be seen is more important than to be respected.
That waywardness is confidence.
Now, we scroll through social media timelines filled with desperate cries for likes.
Beautiful queens turned into clickbait, not because they aren’t powerful, but because they were never told how powerful they already were fully clothed.
Let’s be clear: modesty is not oppression.
It’s not about hiding, it’s about honoring.
Honoring your body. Honoring your mind. Honoring the parts of you that the world doesn’t deserve access to just because it’s Friday and the sun is out.
True beauty?
It isn’t loud.
It doesn’t need to shout or strip to be seen.
It glows, it flows, it speaks before the mouth opens and it leaves people wondering, “Who is that Princess?”
To every woman reading this:
You don’t need to undress to be unforgettable.
Your value is not in your curves but in your character.
Your worth is not in the amount of skin you reveal but the strength of your soul.
The real flex?
Being fully clothed, fully confident, and still turning heads… for the right reasons.
And if you find the right man, let him be blessed with the sight that the public can only wish for.
And remember, I’m not against whatever you wear. My sermon is that you realize that you are worth much more than your nakedness.
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