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Since posting the last picture, quite a few people have asked me how Iβm so confident. To be honest, this is a question Iβm often asked and, to be honest again, the answer is
π°‘π πππ.
It just looks like it.
If you were in a room with me and a few other people, I would 10/10 be the least confident person in the room. In reality thatβs not the case, but to me it feels that way. (And to everyone else who might have the slightest bit of low confidence.)
βSo how do you do it?β
Before answering, let me tell you that I had zero confidence in my looks when I was reviewing these pictures almost a month after they were taken β actually, even right after they were taken.
And hereβs why: I canβt help but look at the stretch marks on my arms, how fat they are, the way my chin looks and lack of a defined jaw. And donβt get me started on my nose β and cheekbones. Iβve had makeup artists and friends tell me that I have high cheekbones, but I donβt see it (them?). I hate that you can see the texture from my KP on my arms. I dislike that I donβt have a trim waist (you can see the fat roll in the previous post). I hate how my eyes have different shapes so one looks more rounded and smaller than the other. Makeup already sucks with hooded eyes, letβs add to it by changing the shape just a smidge so itβs THAT much harder to do a winged liner.
This is why Iβm behind the camera instead of in front of it. I find the finest details that no one would see because, instead, they see your smile or the way youβre looking at the camera; the way your hair is falling effortlessly when it took a team of people to get it that way; or the way you look in whatever youβre wearing.
But here I am posting these pictures because I know I felt good when I took them. I know that I like my smile, and, damn, my brows look decent for once. I like the lighting β yeah, yeah, I know it has nothing to do with me but the picture overall. I like the way the bralette looks on me. Iβm learning to accept my stretch marks and my bat wing arms. I like that my shoulders arenβt sloping as much anymore. And, dare I say it, that little acne scar on my chest is kind ofβ¦seductive? π Itβs like a beauty mark that leads the eye.
Oh, Iβm going to hear from my mother about that one.
My confidence in these pictures came from the fact that I found something cute to wear and wanted to show it off. Other times it comes from dancing around to a catchy song. Most of the time itβs an βF itβ mentality or βcrap, it HAS to be doneβ plus an adrenaline rush. In terms of myself, I usually find something I like about myself and run with it.
The thing is, Iβm going to be like everyone else and say that it comes from within, HOWEVER, it can come from external sources like that awesome song (my go to has been Normaniβs βMotivationβ) that I dance to or my trusted group of girlfriends (thank you, ladies, I love you guys so much!) Confidence, especially self confidence in your own looks, can come from the fact that no one else sees the same imperfections you do. In fact, itβs entirely possible that they donβt see themβ¦or maybe they love them? π
Haha! Iβm going to leave it at this. I have nothing else to add to what has been said about this topic except that Iβm learning to love the imperfections only I see. Itβs a process, and one that has been a long time coming.
Oh, one thing to add: Maybe I’ll do this again whenever I get new bralettes from Aerie? π
Outfit (or lack thereof π
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Bralette | Aerie Romantic Lace Padded Bralette
Necklace | Dogeared Pearls of Love
