It makes me smile every time I look at it because this is what I see when I look in the mirror.
I could write whole sets of blogs about just my own travel-experiences through the mental land-mine field of body image, self esteem or inner beauty (I won't. Who has that kind of time?!)...but at the end of the day, what matters is the simple reality of needing to look in a mirror and liking whats there.
Well, luckily, I do like what I see...and she looks like the chick in this picture! *grin*
Its not about societal ideals of perfection. I stopped trying to crack that nut when I realized that society is a fickle beast and doesn't know what the hell real beauty is...or what makes a person truly beautiful. *shrugs* Real beauty is loving yourself enough to know that your opinion of your physical appearance is the ONLY opinion that matters.
Compliments are nice but the only validation I need is the one I get from myself when I look in the mirror and smile. Its simple for me now-a-days. Its about looking at that reflection of myself and feeling sexy, beautiful and desirable...to me! Its about knowing that every day is a new lesson in liking and loving me: Every curve, every dimple and every tightly-coiled curl. It's about being content in my own damn skin. And I am content. Finally.
(Jessica Rabbit said it this way: "I'm not bad. I'm just drawn that way.")
...I think I need to grab a sheet and have a photo shoot! Ha!
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