I mean each and everyone of you. Especially some of my lovelies.I know some of us have low self-esteem. Some may think we're too short? Too fat? Too flat? Small eyes? Improportionate body figure?
I guess it's pretty natural for women to think we're always too fat. Cause we always have a tummy who haunts us with what appears in the mirror.
We always hear the same thing from the media, "The look, the pinky figure." "Curves and cleavage are the sexiest thing"
Then we also hear things, "Each of us is special." "What is real beauty? It's happiness." "The mirror does not reflect what is inside." Campaign For Real Beauty.
Pretty much the same thing huh?
We all do crash diets and exercise to look 'slim'. That we can control, but we need to know how to do it right without damaging ourselves.
In today's society, the trend is the skinny (it's called slim but actually it's just boney). Yet in one of the Ching Chong Chow China Dynasty, women who were fat were beautiful.
Now think, if the women back then had very high metabolism rates they were ugly but now they're beautiful. That's only according to what other people think because of a trend. TREND.
As long as your happy it's okay.
And as long as you can run to save your life for 10 minutes you're in great shape or at least to me, don't talk about National Service to me; my boys.
Then there are others like, nose bridges, sizes of eyes, bone thickness, lips and nipple shapes and breast sizes (penis sizes for men).
This. ALL OUT OF YOUR CONTROL.
You are the fruit of your parent's love. If you were to beat yourself down because of no control over dominant and recessive alleles isn't that a little sad for your parents as well?
You were crafted with amorousness, by lovers and as an expression of their passion. Is that not exquisite and alluring?I know a girl whom wouldn't be caught dead in a bikini with her boyfriend around. A sweetheart who thinks she's much too short for anyone. A babe who complains about being flat. A boy who now thinks he's too fat all of the sudden, feeling disgusted.
Yet respectively, she's one with an amazing rack. The other is one whom every single one loves, no one could bear to hate her and dying by her mist of cute-ness. The babe with the Paris Hilton thing going on. And the boy whom I could never see slim cause I know how cute and happy he was being the way he is.
Sometimes I wish I had a huge rack. Sometimes I wish I was short as she is at 5ft cause I love looking up to people and being treated like a little kid. Sometimes I wish I was as slender and tall as my Paris Hilton look-a-like. Sometimes I wish I was as round as rolly polly.
I think it's a mood thing.
I have ankles the size of a bag of 1Kg of beef and I think that my boobs are weird.
But I am the fruit of love.
I AM LOVE.
SO ARE YOU.
