Day Two
Hundred and Twenty-Nine: I’m the girl
who
Won’t really care about how they look running
through and over slippery rocks in a waterfall situation in a bathing suit, or
in the wind cares about if their hair is perfect, or if the shoes are ruined
from the rain, or if this dress really makes me look fat because I friggen love
how it looks on me, and I love puddles, and the wind, and I like having fun in
the waves. I prefer to rock the
confidence and courage rather than perfection.
When I work
with the kids I rock four different pairs of jean shorts and the same tshirts
I’ve had for three plus years, and my hair’s back and headband’s on because I
work with kids who can’t see and if my staff cared what I looked like while doing
the best job I can then I wouldn’t have hired them. If I’m in a meeting I’ll look sharp, and care
about It, but otherwise I’m looking like whatever will be most comfortable if a
kid drives over my foot with a electric car or if I need to run back and forth
to the office and back, that’s just, that’s just how it goes.
My Facebook
profile picture is the picture that may look the best (out of the bunch that I
have taken) but also encompasses everything that I want to convey from what was
happening during it. Mine right now is
of me infront of the London eye at night rocking my Marilyn Monroe circa 1960
look and I don’t really care if anyone else likes that picture because I
do. I don’t look for perfection I look
for me, which are two very different things.
I have
split ends, and don’t shave my legs often, and a belly, and silly glasses and
short stubby fingers and nails, and sometimes nothing I wear matches with
anything and I look a little dishevelled and my glasses are constantly dirty. But I smile a lot, and laugh a lot, and take
deep breaths and care about people and am passionate about things and love, a
lot. I’ve got good qualities that you
can’t see, too.
So what I’m
trying to say is that I love myself the way I am, and that’s what I’d like everyone
else to see, too.
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