First, I hit 50 followers! WOOHOO! Yes, I am a woohoo girl! I love followers, so thanks for joining me on this journey.
And thanks, Vanessa, for calling me out. I am here - just a lazy weekend.
So, the other day, I was watching an episode of "What to Wear", and this woman was gorgeous. Great hair, great cheekbones, pretty eyes, clear skin. She was very cute. But she thought she was plain and ugly. I was floored.
And then I realized, even at my heaviest, I always thought I was pretty. I never really doubted that. I have great hair, nice skin, pretty eyes, a cute button nose, and a great smile. I know how to wear makeup, and while my clothes are plus-sized, I dress nicely. I've never really doubted if I was cute or not. I make puckery faces at myself in the mirror. I admire perfectly applied makeup. I applaud myself when I have a good hair day.
I often wonder if this led to letting my weight spiral so far out of control. If I hadn't felt good about myself, would I have gotten disgusted sooner? Not that I wasn't disgusted at lower weights, but I think you know what I mean.
Anyhow, the point is I hope you all free pretty whether you are at the beginning of your journey, half way there, or maintaining. Because I think you are all gorgeous!