I don't like bloggers who seem to have it all together.
Its not real.
You may be a better couponer than me.
You may be a faster runner than me.
You may be a better cook than me.
In fact, you probably are. But that doesn't make you better than me. We all have our struggles. Some of us are just
If you know me, know my heart, then you know I'm not the girl in love with myself. I'm not the Barbie who poses that same perfect pose for every picture ever taken. I'm the girl who wears sweats and flip flops when traveling or shopping because I like to be comfortable.
At the last Repeat Boutique sale, I noticed that some women were in full make up, wearing nice tops, jeans, and heeled boots.
I didn't have a drop of makeup on, and was rocking a fleece and my sketcher mule sneakers.
(This is a very well thought out look. Wearing makeup increases the chances of staining clothing as I try on the
While standing in line behind these ladies, I felt a twinge of insecurity. Why couldn't I put together outfits like that? Why couldn't I be that confident?
The obvious answer is I could be. I'm lazy. Quite possibly the laziest marathon runner in the world. Grabbing a fleece out of the Tupperware bin doesn't take as much time as putting together a cute outfit.
Now I will say that I stand by my Repeat outfits. I've thought through them logically, but what about the every day. Why do I wear the outfits I choose to wear?
I use to have a standard "fat day" outfit - a pair of so-soft-and-comfy-they-felt-like-PJs dress pants paired with a one-size-too-big polo with the company logo.
Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago. I was having a fat day (as has been happening all too often these days), but due to laundry and weight gain issues my pants selection isn't what it use to be. That morning I opted for a skirt. Not exactly fat clothes, but A-line skirts fit me great no matter what my size.
On my way over to the bowling center to pick up my lunch, I caught a dude checking me out.
I'm at my heaviest weight ever. My burger and fries weight. And some random guy was starring at me.
Am I the hottest woman on the planet? Nope. Skinniest? Not even close.
That day I was just a woman who (quickly) put together an outfit that worked well with her body. I've got runner's calves. The look great in heels.
"Own it." A friend said.
Know what you've got going for you and work it.
For me that's A-line skirts and dresses to highlight my
Also? I can rock a pair of yoga pants like no body's business. My legs aren't incredibly huge, just not as firm as I'd like. Yoga pants do great things for my booty and flatter my legs.
This post started out of anger at the women who say that men lose interest/stray/cheat because their wives "let themselves go." Being slow to
I'm here to tell you that men find the female body attractive. Period. You have something going for you. Right now I don't have the flat abs I did 15 pounds ago, but now I have a pretty smokin rack.
(Did I just blog that?)
Treat yourself well. Dress yourself well. (You don't have to spend a ton of money to do it.) Find those couple of great things about you and highlight them.
And OWN IT!