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Day 3 blog challenge: body confidence 

We all have ever our hang ups don’t we? We all have days where we hate our bodies? We all have days when we feel super confident in our bodies. But even though we all look different, we are all the same really.

We all have our wobbly bits, our favourite bits, our best sidearm worst. Some have the best hair, more hair than others, teeth missing, different coloured eyes but that’s what makes us unique.

So this is my blog post about my body confidence, it’s going to be quite honest.

Here we go:

So this is me, this is me with my makeup and no makeup selfie. I love seeing others do this challenge as I find it fascinating how much people’s faces can change because of a little colour, a contour and a bit of shading.
The generation now of teenagers are growing up with celebrities I feel shoving makeup down their faces, with the introduction of various make up tutorials for all to see. When I was little  (I say that loosely) I didn’t get into makeup until I was around 16. The makeup I chose was just mascara and lip balm, to me that was enough.

But nowadays girls have so much choice, make up is available to all ages and I just really feel that you should learn to have a childhood before all of that.

This is me now vs 2006 me, I’m roughly around 15 or 16 here and as you can see there is a vast difference between the looks. I have learnt to grow, to develop and to love makeup. To me on the right at the time I had a lot of makeup on, although you cannot see it, I honestly did!! But I was comfortable and happy.
The me photo, I have never felt this way before. I was out with the girls last weekend and I will be honest I’m usually comparing myself to my long legged, flat stomach  size 10 friends, but this night I felt amazing. I was proud of my makeup, I loved my hair, I loved my outfit and I got quite a few compliments. I honestly don’t think you should compare yourself to others, I know I do, but sometimes you cannot help it!

So here I am, little old me. Not much has changed, still got chubby cheeks, sometimes bad hair, chubby legs and a little/big round tum. But this is me. I have always been a “bigger girl”. I have never been a size 10 or 12 for that matter. I think my thinnest was a size 14 and I  was living off a uni diet. I am now a size 18 to 20……. sometimes that absolutely horrifies me and sometimes I just think, I am happy.

I went to an all girls school, and of course if you know this environment you know how comparable and sometimes tense it was. You would have the popular skinny girls, the normal girls and the odd girls. I was in between normal and odd, which to be honest I still am haha!! Body image is everything at school and of course I struggled, I struggled because I was overweight, I wasn’t the most fittest, I didn’t do makeup or straighten my hair and it took time for me to come out of my shell.

Then 6th form happened and I thought to myself, I am going to think fuck it! I am going to be me, and I don’t care what others think of me as it is my life.

Bottom left is the first time I ever wore a dress and high heels out. My best friend at the time pestered me and thank God because I felt brilliant.  I loved the look of this dress. Although I didn’t go bare legged (that’s never gonna happen with chub rub)!!

NOW the fashion may not be amazing, but as you will see each photo has a bit of confidence in it. I may not have found my style over the past 5 years plus, but I am getting there. From showing off my shoulders, to my legs and to my boobs/cleavage, it’s little steps.

Go as far as you want to go, don’t go as far as someone else wants you to go or as far as you think you should go.

I do believe body confidence comes with age. I absolutely have my off days, everyone does but if you find your style, your look, what comforts you, it’ll help you mentally and the confidence with beam out.

These are my latest instagram posts and haha I do seem to have a pose, just noticed the one hand on the hip LOL!! But I feel great. If people like me they like me, if they don’t, they don’t. They’re missing out haha! nah I’m joking. Also to past me to post that middle photo high 5, I would never in a million years post a photo like that, and again I have these flashes of “fuck this shit”, I felt great after posting.

Things I like about my body:

  • My eyes
  • My smile
  • My waist
  • My hair (on a good day)
  • My scars

Things I dislike about my body:

  • Hirsutism
  • Top of my thighs
  • Belly
  • Neck

But with all of my dislikes, I need to focus on the positives, as someone may fall in love with my smile, my eyes or my scars.

They take me for who I am.

Be kind to your body. You only have the one.

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