I am female; therefore, I am flawed. No, don't start doing that roll your eyes, "Oh, here she goes again," look because you know what I say is true. I am flawed. "Yes, Abigail, we are all flawed. No one is perfect." True, little inner fat kid, but if I asked everyone who was reading this right now to write a list of their flaws, especially the ladies, how many of those characteristics would be physical attributes? Too many!!! And who is there to blame for that? Everyone including yourself!!!
Whoa, that seemed a little harsh. All at once I'm asking you to beat yourself up, and then I'm blaming you for doing it. I'm not trying to be purposely bring down your personal moral, but it's time to start understanding why we think the way we do. Today's topic is getting you to accept those "flaws" and look at them as personalized, uniques charateristics. First of all, who said they were flaws? Uhhhh...I'm guessing you did. Why do you consider them flaws? I'm guessing you are paying way too much attention to the media and your little inner fat kid telling you lies. I guarantee that you if you made another list, a happy list, about how many compliments you receive compared to the negative comments, the "beautiful" words would out weigh the "ugly." I swear, ladies, sometimes we walk around and act like this is a typical conversation:
"Hi, Abigail, how are you and your pores doing today?
"Well, we're both feeling really big and noticeable today? And you, how are you doing after having to squeeze in those jeans? Wishing you could breathe right about now, huh?"
"Yeah, I do. And don't worry, your pores are noticeable, but not compared to your damaged hair. Oh, and I can see that you're not doing weight watchers anymore...unless you're keeping up with your weight gain."
"I figure if I gain enough weight, then I would finally be happily depressed! You know...just give up having hope of looking anything like what I do, but at least I don't look like you. You sure do have an ugly face..."
Seriously, ladies! Is that how it goes...? NO. In fact, as evil and malicious as girls are, we are very complimentary to each other. If you think about it, if we are so freaking critical of ourselves, think about how nice it is to get a compliment from the most critical people on earth...not Simon Cowell, us. For a girl to look at you and say, "Wow, I love your makeup," or "How do you get your hair to do that?" is huge!!!!! Girls aren't really known for being nice just to be nice.
So, these flaws that we have dubbed to be the biggest pain in our flawed butts only comes from ourselves. Why, though? I have said many times, that you are you, and there's no point to be something you're not. As much as I want to blame the media for setting the standards for what is socially acceptable as being beautiful, it's time to be an adult and accept what we have. Yes, it drives me crazy that the media talks down to girls, but that's a future post...more like a future b*tch session. It's no wonder we're messed up, media folk! You talk to us like we're herds of cattle needing to be lead to the closest fat farm so you can manipulate us into thinking that we are imperfect or need to be on antidepressants when, in fact, we're perfectly fine!!!! Again...future post.
I need you to stop looking in the scrutinizing yourself in the mirror...that includes sucking in, pulling your thigh fat back to see what it would look like if they didn't touch, lifting your butts cheeks with the hope of seeing the skin under it (or in my case, the tan line...haha), flapping that Oprah-wing while flexing just to see if it still moves, hitting runway poses to see what angle looks best on you, or any of the other silly bathroom routines we do before finally leaving all huffy and puffy because we hate what we see. You know what men do? Wet their hair, shave their face, slap on some smell good stuff, and hit the road!!!! (I don't dare question their actions when they're in there for more than ten minutes...they might be secretly practicing N'Sync moves, but I don't wanna know).
The only person that views you as flawed is yourself. Everyone else around you views you as being off the charts amazing...I promise they do. Do yourself a favor...shut up. Seriously, just for once, see you as I see you, or your kids see you, or as your husband sees you, or your friends, parents, coworkers...anyone who you come into contact with on a daily basis sees you better than you'll ever see yourself.
I understand that it is easier said than done. We're trained to hate our bodies. Well, since we have spent so much time going down that road, let's go down the other for a change and see how that suits us. I can almost bet that you'll come out a lot happier, less "flawed", much healthier, and glowing with "I'm better than you" mentality. Treat life like a catwalk and strut it...and if you trip on the catwalk because of your ten inch stilettos, than at least you looked great doing it!
Side note: Due to my recent move to Korea, my whole entire blog menu is in Korean; therefore, I can't figure out what is what to make changes on the main page. I'm working on it slowly, but surely. That is why there is a slight delay on adding the video...haha...I can't read on where I go to upload it. But be patient with me. Now...go strut your stuff!
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