For some reason I love this picture Shane took of me while we were in Savannah. Not because I think I'm a supermodel or anything. Just because I rarely see a picture of myself and automatically think "I like that". Maybe because I'm a girl, or because I'm American, or because part of Generation X or whatever. I'm self-conscious. I worry that I'm not pretty enough.
Anyway, it's refreshing to be satisfied with how I look, however temporary it is. I don't want to be someone who obsesses with looks, but in all honesty I am. But not today. And maybe not the rest of the week. And the rest of the month. In fact, I'm going to declare January my "don't worry about my looks" month. I'm going to still shower and stuff, don't worry. But I won't spend extra time getting ready or staring in the mirror or (this one's especially important to me) complaining to Shane.
Sound cheesy? Oh well.
6 hours ago
3 comments:
Gorgeous!
lovely! I read a blog post by a photographer that I love (thelingenfelters@blogspot.com or lindentreephotography@blogspot.com) she said that we as women never have enough pictures of ourselves around the house and should take more of our selves. Then when we see a photo we wouldn't be as worried about our muffin top or chunky thighs and be more focused on how happy we were in the photo.
What a pretty pic! I hear you on the complaining and "not good enough" thing. I've had it up to here with it all! I give up, ya know? I'm not the prettiest peach in the basket, but I'm ok with that. I'm gonna live my life with joy...cause happy gals are always prettier, right?
(And then, pms rears its ugly head and I forget all about my new, optimistic view on it all.) ;)
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