You know parents are suppose to make you feel good about yourself no matter what? Well, mine didn’t. That and the non stop media influence about what beauty easy, i found myself hating myself so much..
Well, with the help of appreciated friends i learned how to be confident in myself and i know it sounds like a cliche but now, i am happier than i have been in a long time.. Am big AND proud <3
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I wore a body shaper I bought from Victoria’s Secret for over 4 years every single day. It was so painful.
Then one day, I literally said, “SCREW THIS!” I haven’t worn it ever since. I refuse to wear spanx or anything like that anymore. I’m not going to torture myself like that ever again.
Yay for round bellies :D
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I’m one of those narcissistic photographers that takes self portraits *all* the time; in fact, I even have a series called “I live from the neck up”.
Now that I’ve had a tripod and infrared remote for six months, I still find myself making the same limited kinds of limited self portraits, focusing on my face, expression, the fleeting and light. The viewer is allowed a few more inches, is all.
Four years of habitual comfort is a hard vice to break. Outside of the frame, I do (I have to) live from the shoulders down. And when I think of myself in those terms, below the shoulders, it’s in a fashion sense: I’m an avid thrifter and clothing collector.
Blogs like this one provide me the bravery to show you my entire self, from the neck down.
over the past year i’ve forced myself to take photos of my body in what i thought were ‘unflattering’ positions & angles. now, i am finally at a place where not only do i accept my fat rolls, folds & creases, but i find them incredibly sexy.
much love to all of you on the challenging, yet fruitful, road to self love.
thank you, kyla, what you are doing here is magical.
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