27/30 Things: bod

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27.  What is your favorite part of your body and why?


I had this embarrassingly honest post written about how insecure I am with my body image, blah blah blah, but I decided to delete it and just keep it simple.  So here is simple.
I’m not one of those beautifully skinny bloggers who look good in leggings and tall boots, boyfriend jeans and heels, who doesn’t gain weight when they are pregnant, and who has never had a bad picture taken of them in their life.  I battle with my self image every day, like a lot of people, but there are things about myself that I love and I think I’m a good person, so I don’t dwell on it.  That’s a lie.  Sometimes I dwell on it.  But not today!
I would say my favorite part of my body is neck-up. Maybe because I’m a wiz with hair and makeup and can make neck-up look better than it does naturally?  Dunno.  Neck-down, however, leaves much to be desired…. but not dwelling!!  I would dwell even less if I could afford some quality jeans that were flattering on the bits that are less desirable, but I’m also not one of those bloggers who have everything designer and blingy (jean scholarship, Daddy??).  Those lucky bloggers.
So yeah.  Eyes, I guess would be number one.  They’re kinda big and my eyebrows are well-groomed, so they’ve got that going for them.  Then maybe my nose, because it was the most expensive (….deviated septum, people….).  John likes my long hair, so that’s a plus, too.  And my ears aren’t ugly. And I have a dimple on my cheek and on my chin.  I also have a pimple on my cheek and on my chin, currently, since we’re being honest here.  But the dimples are good.  And John is a big fan of my lips, too, but it has yet to be confirmed whether or not he likes them aesthetically or functionally.  Either/or is good.
One day I hope to be able to disconnect my self-security from the way I think my body looks, but I’m not there today.  Until then, I just pretend that I look the way I want to look and try to forget myself and focus on others along the way.  Don’t you think we all could use someone else focusing on us once in a while?  After all,  we’re all a little insecure at the end of the day (plus, it just gets tiring thinking of your own insecurities after a while).


Tune in next time:  What is your love language?