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Following on from yesterday’s topic of vanity I thought today would be a good day to talk about preening. Usually associated with what we think of as the animal world it’s a wonderful part of social interaction.

Preeening involves:

b. To trim or clean (fur) with the tongue, as cats do.

2. To dress or groom (oneself) with elaborate care; primp.

3. To take pride or satisfaction in (oneself); gloat.

2. To swell with pride; gloat or exult. 
Normally associated with animals in the human world we do this by getting ready for a night out. Doing our hair and putting on respective war paints and tribal clothing.

Yet what happens when we’re fully dolled up and ready to roll. We have preened and in my friend group we use the world to describe what happens next.

You know that moment when you walk down the street with your mates and you’re having a good hair day. You feel, no, know that you look good and your sex is on fire (did I just say that?).

You see members of the opposite sex strutting down the street in the same fashion. They feel good and have confidence and own the pavement around them. It’s like mean girls in real life. That ‘blue steel’ expression fastens on their faces as they go into catwalk mode.

No one will look at each other yet they’ll all walk a little taller. They’ve already perved from afar and now as they pass it happens with the gracefulness of swan. Preening rocks.