a totally selfish post about physical looks.
I think that maybe I'm just too intense sometimes. Like I'll think of something and go off on a tangent and completely lose my train of thought... and it's just stupid.
I was watching Style Star on the Style Network (possibly my favorite channel), and all the people on it were tall, skinny, and small-chested.
sigh.
Sometimes I really really really hate the way I look. They were saying on TV that Charlize Theron has a body made to fit into designer clothing... so where would my body fit? Hmph. Target clothing, that's where. Maybe 1/6th of the time, I wish I was lean and elegant. Well yeah sometimes I wish my boobs were smaller. Size B/C, that would be nice. I don't really feel like going into that... but I'll say this: they really are only good for getting attention from boys. And that kind of attention, while funny, means nothing.
But you know what? WHATEVER. I will wear whatever I want, because really, I do have the body for designer clothing. Not ALL designer stuff is for tall skinny people.
Bitch, please.
I can wear stuff for little people, of course with heels. I can wear knockout patterns and bold colors because that looks good on short people. CHARLIZE THERON CAN NOT WEAR PSYCHADELIC PINK AND GREEN. But I can. SO HAH.
Back to my intensity, I also have a ridiculous level of self-esteem, which barely ever wavers. Oh but when it does waver, it goes from more than enough to absolutely none, so... yeah. When that happens, watch out for extra angst.
Yeah, so what if I have extreme self-esteem? "To love one's self is the beginning of a lifelong romance" -Oscar Wilde. I think that makes me a better person. It makes me confidant and radiant and it gives me the boost I sometimes need to be able to do something, aka public speaking (I hate it.) I need to have that confidance in myself in order to be able to pull off some of the clothes I wear, as most of you can attest to.
And I lost my train of thought. Oh well. This was a silly post.
I was watching Style Star on the Style Network (possibly my favorite channel), and all the people on it were tall, skinny, and small-chested.
sigh.
Sometimes I really really really hate the way I look. They were saying on TV that Charlize Theron has a body made to fit into designer clothing... so where would my body fit? Hmph. Target clothing, that's where. Maybe 1/6th of the time, I wish I was lean and elegant. Well yeah sometimes I wish my boobs were smaller. Size B/C, that would be nice. I don't really feel like going into that... but I'll say this: they really are only good for getting attention from boys. And that kind of attention, while funny, means nothing.
But you know what? WHATEVER. I will wear whatever I want, because really, I do have the body for designer clothing. Not ALL designer stuff is for tall skinny people.
Bitch, please.
I can wear stuff for little people, of course with heels. I can wear knockout patterns and bold colors because that looks good on short people. CHARLIZE THERON CAN NOT WEAR PSYCHADELIC PINK AND GREEN. But I can. SO HAH.
Back to my intensity, I also have a ridiculous level of self-esteem, which barely ever wavers. Oh but when it does waver, it goes from more than enough to absolutely none, so... yeah. When that happens, watch out for extra angst.
Yeah, so what if I have extreme self-esteem? "To love one's self is the beginning of a lifelong romance" -Oscar Wilde. I think that makes me a better person. It makes me confidant and radiant and it gives me the boost I sometimes need to be able to do something, aka public speaking (I hate it.) I need to have that confidance in myself in order to be able to pull off some of the clothes I wear, as most of you can attest to.
And I lost my train of thought. Oh well. This was a silly post.