This is me (and my friend lurking in the background) on a recent educational trip to Mpumalanga, South Africa. I really did not like any of the photos taken of me on this trip as my body kept being displayed in a way that really made me feel uncomfortable and disgusted with myself.
A friend told me, however, that I look like one of the Renaissance women, all porcelain skin and flowing hair and curves.. to me (as a fine artist) the epitome of beauty.
Now everytime I look at a photo of myself I remember what she said - that I AM beautiful, that my body IS beautiful and that even though I am still struggling every day with accepting myself… it’s ok to feel pretty sometimes just like it’s ok to feel rotten sometimes.
So come say hey :) I love making new friends