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Since posting the last picture, quite a few people have asked me how Iām so confident. To be honest, this is a question Iām often asked and, to be honest again, the answer is
š°‘š ššš.
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 thatās not the case, but to me it feels that way. (And to everyone else who might have the slightest bit of low confidence.)
āSo how do you do it?ā
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 ā actually, even right after they were taken.
And hereās why: I canāt 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 donāt get me started on my nose ā and cheekbones. Iāve had makeup artists and friends tell me that I have high cheekbones, but I donāt see it (them?). I hate that you can see the texture from my KP on my arms. I dislike that I donāt 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, letās add to it by changing the shape just a smidge so itās THAT much harder to do a winged liner.
This is why Iām 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 youāre 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 youāre 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 ā yeah, yeah, I know it has nothing to do with me but the picture overall. I like the way the bralette looks on me. Iām learning to accept my stretch marks and my bat wing arms. I like that my shoulders arenāt sloping as much anymore. And, dare I say it, that little acne scar on my chest is kind ofā¦seductive? š Itās like a beauty mark that leads the eye.
Oh, Iām 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 itās an āF itā mentality or ācrap, it HAS to be doneā plus an adrenaline rush. In terms of myself, I usually find something I like about myself and run with it.
The thing is, Iām 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 Normaniās āMotivationā) 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, itās entirely possible that they donāt see themā¦or maybe they love them? š
Haha! Iām going to leave it at this. I have nothing else to add to what has been said about this topic except that Iām learning to love the imperfections only I see. Itās 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? š
Outfit (or lack thereof š
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Bralette | Aerie Romantic Lace Padded Bralette
Necklace | Dogeared Pearls of Love