I love my body. It's been with me through these 20-odd something years. I love it with every scar; self-inflicted and accidental. Each mark leaves me a story to tell my children. Standing at an awesome 5'5"
with dimples, wife potential {shout out to Diddy}, I see the world from my eyes, myopic and astigmatized*. I embrace life with these hands, currently lacquered with gold-speckled brown nail polish. I haul around poundage in the normal range for my BMI proportions, but in my opinion, I could still benefit from shedding about 10-15 pounds. However, I fear that my boobage - high and perky at a 34D; would deflate with additional weight-loss.
Anya, it seems like you can't have it all after all. Anyhow, that's the least of my worries.
In truth, I'm thankful for the body I've been given. I don't have any major ailments, conditions, or disorders. My body has been good to me. And I hope it sticks around for the long haul, I say about 80 or 90 more years give or take!
P.S:
astigmatized
7 comments:
Love it love it love it. we should learn to appreciate what we have to work with. This is such a great post- honestly!
lol, you can't have it all... choose btw d boobs and the pounds.
its a wonderful feeling, loving our bodies.
nice post, enough to make you fall in love with yourself all over;)
wow,wow,wow,you make me suddenly wanna write about my body,I love my body ohh.
choose boobs doh,you are an african lady :D
happy someone is loving their body, great way to go girl!
Its nice that you love your body, contentment is key
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Say it loud girl!
thanks everyone. I've come to place of contentment. But I keep striving for improvement.
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