I'm Not Sorry

I don't want to post images of girls smiling in colorful dresses. I want to post something where you look at the girl and you want to know the story behind the face. You see her and you want to tell her it's going to be ok. I want one of those posts today. The kind that makes your heart ache because you understand their pain, and you never want any one else to know such a deep pain.

Mass Chaos

This week has been extremely chaotic for me. I've been taking PSAT prep courses which consists of 3 hours of testing. I took my first IB blue book exam in 1st hour today, I hope the teacher doesn't mind my purple pen that I use as a good luck charm. I have had math homework, tests and projects. Reading a novel about a complete dystopian only to take tests on it the following afternoon. Article write ups, meteorology packets, sociological experiments and graphing calculators.
All I can say is, thank God it's the weekend. And that I now have time to take a nap or two and eat a Hershey's bar.

My Life.

I got to thinking of how I could describe myself, but I don't think that I can do that through words. So, bare with me here, but here are some pictures that I think will help to you all better understand to who I am as a person.

These are all pictures from May-September of my life. xoxo.

Worth A Snapshot.

In honor of breast cancer awareness month my friend has put together several photoshoots and a facebook fanpage called Worth A Snapshot that you can find here. She asked me to be the model for one of her prevention photoshoots. Be sure to check out this page and learn more about how you can work to stay cancer free. Be aware of how precious your health and life is this month and share with other people.

We Deserve Better Than This.

Have a lovely day. xoxo.

That Place.

You know that place where nothing makes sense, but yet everything is so clear? The place where you can't quite place reality, but you know exactly whats real and what isn't. The state of pure confusion and acceptance. The place where you are free. 100% free. Nothing is keeping you from doing what you want, but you don't know what you want.
The same place you go to when you panic over the little things. The place where you go when there is too much pain to handle. That state of mind that consumes you no matter what you're doing. The place of beauty and trust. And grief and fear.
Do you know that place?
I do.

Not So Foolish Anymore

At a young age we are given Barbie dolls. Dolls that have 'perfect' bodies that we expect of ourselves to have as we grow up. This is immediate pressure on young girls. But, in reality if Barbie was a person, her head would be the same circumference as her waist. This would cause her to have chronic diarrhea and would die of malnutrition. Since Barbies neck is twice as long as the average humans, it would be impossible for her to hold up her own head. Her arms are 50% longer than her arms, the average woman's are 20%. And because her legs are so thin, she would have to walk on all 4's to get around.

REAL WOMEN
Average woman’s height is 5’4″
Their weight is approx. 140 lbs.
They wear a size 14 dress
Their bust is between 36″ and 37″ (B cup)
Their waist is between 30″ and 34″
Their hips average between 40″ and 42″
Their shoe size is estimated to be between 8.5 and 9.5

BARBIE
Barbie’s height would be 7’2″
Her weight would be 101 lbs.
She would wear a size 4 dress
Her bust would be 39″ (FF cup)
Her waist would be 19″ (same as her head)
Her hips would be 33″
Her shoe size would be a 5

Now, to me, this does not sound attractive at all. Nor physically possible.

But, Barbies aren't the only reason that girls choose to work towards a 'better' body. I can't say for sure what it is, other than that everyone wants to feel perfect. We see in magazines and movies what we think is perfect, and don't realize that our bodies are lovely and ideal.

Fashion models are a major influence on girls, but look at their faces. It is heart breaking to see how unhappy they all look and how sunken in their cheeks are, how the life is drained out of their eyes and how much pressure is put on them everyday.

I think that we should make a pact, an agreement of a sort, to go to someone we know and trust and tell them of our struggles and they can help you through these hardships. And, then we will decide to love our bodies. What a crazy idea is that? I know. But, really, truly, we should love our bodies more than anyone else's because our body is the one that will stay with us forever, cherish it, take care of it. You don't get another. Why would you destroy this one? I personally think that everyone needs to look in the mirror everyday and point out something that they think is lovely and repeat it to themselves when they don't feel so lovely anymore.

Because you are lovely. And you are loved. All of you. Everyone.