musings. . . . . yeah.

The fact of the matter is, I refuse to be the type of woman who stands and complains about her body or self-image in front of men. I do not take part in that in front of woman very often, either. I have been finding that this seems to make some men a little uncomfortable and some women jealous. For the men, it seems like they think I don't want to be complimented, which is certainly not the case. For the women, it seems that they think I'm snooty, which, I'm not. For any guy reading this, I love to be complimented, just like any other breathing female on the planet. For the women, I have insecurities like every other breathing female on the planet. I just don't find it acceptable to blab about them in front of anyone who will listen. One thing that I have learned is that men won't even notice those "flaws" until we lovely woman bring them to their attention. Another thing: Girls, be happy with who you are. If you're thighs aren't perfect to you, if your hair is fluffy in places that you would prefer it not be, if you think that your skin is deplorable without caking make-up on it, hear me:
You are beautiful. You're treasured. You're loved.
So please stop complaining.