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Dedicated to promoting positive self-image and encouraging you to love every inch of yourself, inside and out!
❝ We are so used
to the idea of a woman
hating herself
that the thought
of self love and confidence
is repulsive. ❞
- Michelle K., What Do You Really Mean When You Call Her a Bitch?  (via elauxe)
love urself like truly love urself who the fuck care it dont matter like smile at urself in the mirror and wash ya body all sexy in the shower n shit
❝ We never say that all men deserve to feel beautiful. We never say that each man is beautiful in his own way. We don’t have huge campaigns aimed at young boys trying to convince them that they’re attractive, probably because we very rarely correlate a man’s worth with his appearance. The problem is that a woman’s value in this world is still very much attached to her appearance, and telling her that she should or deserves to feel beautiful does more to promote that than negate it. Telling women that they “deserve” to feel pretty plays right in to the idea that prettiness should be important to them. And having books and movies aimed at young women where every female protagonist turns out to be beautiful (whereas many of the antagonists are described in much less flattering terms) reinforces the message that beauty has some kind of morality attached to it, and that all heroines are somehow pretty. ❞
- You Don’t Have To Be Pretty – On YA Fiction And Beauty As A Priority | The Belle Jar (via brutereason)


My mom says that everyone has a beautiful side. So I guess I’m a circle.


Sick of feeling like my body is a problem I need to solve.

I’m done fretting that the smaller size stretches over my breasts but the larger size shows cleavage. Done worrying that the bigger size looks sloppy but the size that fits shows “too much” thigh and hugs my ass in a way that makes you…

❝ Comparison is an act of violence against the self. ❞
- Iyanla Vanzant


you know where so much of my motivation for weight loss came from?

I looked as sooooo much thinspo/fitspo. So much. It’s the reason I joined tumblr. I built up this vision of what life would be like if I were thin. I looked at all these pictures, all these gorgeous, perfect, thin women, in beautiful, idealized photos - being a photographer, I have an affinity for images; I lusted after the lives I thought I saw within these images of thin women. And it all blended together - all the qualities and lives I constructed of these photos blended together, so in my head there was this fantasy world of thinness, but also I was rich and always well dressed and had perfect teeth and skin and hair and I had a beautiful house and I was a perfect student with lots of friends etc. etc. etc. It felt like the way I imagine people in books, sometimes. A complete fabrication, of this perfect life, if only I were thin.

And it was damaging. Because it doesn’t happen, it never happens, for anyone. Thinness never made my life perfect. Rejecting that fantasy and learning that my own imperfect self and life are not only enough but more than enough was more freeing than anything my imagination could have ever come up with.