There is a meme-type thing going around the blogs of various Aussie girls right now which I found really inspiring and really quite lovely. I found it first at Definatalie.com. People are too obsessed with perfection, myself included. It’s not something I think I could probably ever change about myself, I’m 26 years old now and learning to love myself totally despite my flaws and consider myself wonderful as I am is not something that just happens and would require a tonne of work and a lot more confidence/motivation that I could ever posses.
That doesn’t mean I can’t still love myself as much as possible anyway, right? I am not at all perfect, I am a mixture of things that make me just about as imperfect as possible (many of which are a result of my own conscious choices) but in a way that’s what makes me perfect in my own special way! So, here are the things I love about myself:
- My face. I’m not going to be all modest and lame about it, I have a pretty face and I love it very much. I like the fact my face lights up when I smile and I can do sultry so, so easily. I have amazing eyes and my lips are the best shape. My skin is very clear these days which is a very big deal for me.
- My boobs. I’m probably one of the few girls out there who loves having 10DD boobs. I thought I was a 12C for years, and after getting properly fitted I am now such a sexy-sounding size and my boobs look twice their size just by changing bra sizes!
- My tattoos. This is why differentiates me from most people. Not just the fact I have tattoos, but the fact I am a pretty, girly-girl with lots of visible tattoos that mean a lot to me (while also looking totally cool). I get tattoos to decorate my skin, not to conform to a fashion trend of to be rebellious, they’re for me and me only!
- My style. I think my style kicks arse and I defy anyone to disagree. I love pink and black so much that I wear little else. By having an almost exclusively pink and black wardrobe, I am always colour-coordinated and always manage stand out in a crowd. I haven’t met a girl yet who doesn’t love the idea of being able to wear tutu’s almost every single day like I do!
- My height. Sometimes I feel like I’m too tall, but I always remind myself how I can always see bands at gigs, how I can always reach the top shelf, how I tower above everyone when wearing heels and how being really tall means I look slimmer than I actually am! Booyeah!
- I am very open-minded about everything. There’s nothing out there that could surprise or disgust me. I eat pretty much all foods, I listen to a HUGE range of music, I think same-sex marriage is tops, I couldn’t care less what your religion is (unless you get all up in my face about atheist, anyway), I condone drinking and recreational drug use and I love porn. If you’re a narrow-minded bigot then that’s your problem, keep away from me and I won’t bother you.
- I’m super nice! Sure I like to pretend I’m all tuff and moody and too-cool-for-school but anyone who knows me for more than 10 minutes knows I’m a bucket of sunshine and rainbow unicorn poop. It’s hard for me to dislike anyone, you have to be a total douchebag for me to not like you, and a total and utter cunt for me to hate you.
I could go on with this all day. It makes me wonder why I get down on myself. Sure I could stand to lose a few kilo’s and I do have a number of faults, but the things that make me a good person far outweigh any of the negative things I can come up with. Sometimes I need to remind myself of these excellent features of mine when feeling down in the dumps, because I am a neat sorta person, really!
