Let’s all take our time looking at this childish drawing of
a female body. I made it using the application called “Paint”. I’m so proud of
myself. Hahaha!
In my point of view, there’s no such thing as imperfections.
Just like there’s no such thing as a perfect person. We always think that
something is imperfect if it’s not likeable. How can I have imperfections if I
love everything about my body? I love my body for what it was, what it is and
for what it will be. I don’t want to be a hypocrite. If I can afford it, I will
get a nose job. If I get fat at the age of 40, I will still love my body. I
love it so much that I’m sure I won’t get fat because I want to keep it
healthy. To keep myself from further beating around the bush, here is a list of
my "supposed-to-be-imperfect" body parts that I love.
Here’s a beautiful shot of me
and my close friend holding our babies. Can we just talk about how funny and
wide my nose looks in this photo? If you can’t see it then don’t worry because I’ve
got plenty of pictures showing it. Growing up, I heard a lot of hilarious
comments about my nose. I was never really affected by it. That’s because I never thought of it as a flaw. I only
get uncomfortable when it’s a kid who’s speaking about it. Kids don’t stop
staring. It’s like they can look at my nose for a whole day. The reason I’m so
cool with it is because my ancestors had this kind of nose too. It’s a result
of bad genes. My son has it too. I think it’s funny. My husband loves it
whenever I make jokes about my nose. I have long embraced it. People can’t make fun of me if I beat them to it.
Now, let's talk about my curly hair. Are you going to believe me if I tell you that I had soft afro curls when I was still a baby? Well, I did. I was a baby with fair skin, chinky eyes and curly hair. It's too bad I don't have a picture to prove it. The only baby picture I know of that my mom still has of me is the one that she has already framed back at her house. I love my curly hair. I love it better when it's in its natural curly form than when it's been rebonded. I feel like it's what makes me who I am. I'm sorry. It's hard to explain. Hehe.
I think it's pretty obvious in this photo that I have bandy legs. I used to hate them but I have learned how to hide them better now. I practised in front of a mirror. What I did actually made me more conscious of how I look in a positive way. I'm still learning but I want to say that I know how to carry myself better now.
Can you find my butt? I can't see them either. It's really hard for me to find a pair of jeans that will look great on me. I always have to take in consideration my bandy legs and non-existent butt. This is the reason why I don't buy anything that I haven't fitted or tried on yet. It's okay though because all these are what makes shopping more interesting. Having to look for the right one for myself is just so exciting.
My hairline is curly while the rest of my hair are just wavy. I think it looks unique.
Can you find my butt? I can't see them either. It's really hard for me to find a pair of jeans that will look great on me. I always have to take in consideration my bandy legs and non-existent butt. This is the reason why I don't buy anything that I haven't fitted or tried on yet. It's okay though because all these are what makes shopping more interesting. Having to look for the right one for myself is just so exciting.
After writing about my body parts that I've learned to love, I'm now going to talk about the things that I really like even as a kid. I like my thin lips. I think they make my smile look better. I like my cheekbones. They won't exactly make me a model but they do also make my smile look more beautiful. My husband likes my smile and I owe it to God for making me just the way I am.
A V-shape face makes you look younger but a strong jawline makes you look fierce. Here's a picture of me with my older brother and my son. My older brother and I have the same nose, right? I like how my jaw is emphasized in this photo. I'm sorry if I keep using old pictures. I just like how I can reminisce while also writing for my blog.
I feel like this isn't a good shot of me but it perfectly shows how my eyes look when I'm not trying to make it look bigger for the camera. This picture was taken during my son's first birthday celebration. Down below are two more photos that show my chinky eyes.
This was taken during my husband's college graduation last year.
I like having chinky eyes because it shows that I'm asian and I AM proud to be one. This shot was also taken during my husband's college graduation day.
Lastly, I love my tummy. This has been home to my son for nine months. Being a mother makes me proud of myself. It's not just because I was able to bear a child but it's because I'm now a better person. Anyone who loves his or her child eventually becomes a good person.
This is a recent picture of mine. This was taken just a few days ago.
This picture was also taken the same day as the last one. I'm not exactly really fit nor really healthy. I'm just trying to take care of my body. I try to go out more often and continue eating healthy. I like to think that my body is a temple of God. There are a lot of things that I still need to do if I want to be considered fit. All I am sure of is that it's not too late to achieve my goals. I just have to start now and not a minute later. Time is that precious. Thanks for reading!
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