One of the most common fear-inducing moments with that extra fat comes to being photographed. We let our concerns about how we look prevent us from documenting the happy moments in our lives. Surrounded by friends, laughing, smiling, and we're busy thinking about how our hips are a little wide! Are you KIDDING ME?! And I used to be one of those people!
The worst part? As I looked back on those photos, I didn't see the happiness. I didn't focus on the memories. I focused on what I saw as flaws. That damn double chin as I look down at my newborn niece. That stupid underarm flab as I raise my arms in joy. How big I look as I give my best girlfriend (who is very thin) one last hug goodbye. How date I let these pictures ruin my memories?!
|This is me meeting the AMAZING Stephanie J. Block. I HATED this pic because of how I looked, and I forgot that I was meeting a Broadway Celeb and one of my idols!|
Lately, however, I've found myself beautiful. It started with learning how to take pictures of my self, yes, the infamous selfies, at an angle I found appealing.
|The pic where it all began|
|Photographed by one of my friends|
Hey look, I don't look terrible! I look mysterious. My arms don't even look that fat. I actually really love this picture of me! I think it would work to post on a dating site! So then I moved to pics that encompassed more of my body...
|A full body shot, please don't mind the messy mirror|
|Bought a big bow in a store in Ireland|
|ZOMG CREPE! - and I really love my face in this pic.|