sometimes i wish i were a Twiggy

though secretly i know i'm not.
you know what? screw it. life simply isn't perfect all the time.
i truly am as happy as a bumble bee, but i am not always the girl of my dreams.
i'm a little different than some other girls. I'm not as tall, with smaller breasts and i'm sure a tiny child could find entertainment for hours using my too-curvy-hips as hot wheel ramps. basically, i'm not someone to be found on a magazine. but, lots of ladies say good morning to themselves feeling this way, don't they? that does not make me want to sing. that is simply not a cup of cocoa.

i read this post today, about all of the non-princess type feelings that women feel every day.
{it's long-ish, but a good read. i even clicked the little fb "recommend" button. i never do that. for reals.}

why do i feel these non-princess feelings about myself? why does any pretty lady? it's absolutely stinky. i don't like it one bit.

so this is me, taking a stand. {well, ok. so this is me, sitting by a lake. you get it.}

maybe you can't, but i can find too many things wrong with this picture, if i really try.

maybe that's what i really want.

i no longer want to try to find things wrong with me.

i'm giving up.

i'm loving myself. my own little way. every day.

& you can too.

who's with me?

peace&love