Yesterday, I was at Shades of Love looking for lingerie. At first, I was in a horrible mood because I was confined to ONE rack of clothing to choose from. I realize that “fat” women are rarely seen as beautiful, but this seemed borderline prejudicial. I wasn’t exactly happy with the selection, but I took a few outfits, and stomped off to the dressing room anyway.
In the dressing room, there was a charcoal sketch of a woman that brought tears to my eyes. Like me, she was not thin. But she was sexy. I could not stop staring at her. I then began to try on clothing, and surprisingly, it looked good. The belly and thighs goddess seemed to rub off on me.
For so long, I have had this self-loathing attributed to my figure. Many times men will comment on my belly in their reviews in a hurtful manner. Or, maybe in a passing comment, they will suggest that I need to exercise more. I almost always agree with people when they negatively comment about my body.
I had gone to see a lady about some professional photographs. She told me, “We’ll just hide your belly behind a chair, or under the sheets. I’ll find a way to make you look pretty.” I ate yogurt and carrots for three days after that.
But then, yesterday happened: I stood in front of the mirror and liked what I saw. I said, “Hey, this isn’t too bad.”
I started to wonder how many other men and women have “embraced their bellies”?
Sure, diet and exercise have become more important in my life, but why shouldn’t I love my body right now? I see quite a few very handsome gentlemen with bellies of their own. I wonder if they stand in front of the mirror and hate themselves, or has the “thighs and belly goddess” smiled down on them too? Ladies, when was the last time you were satisfied with what you saw in the mirror?
Do you love your tummy (no matter how small or big)? Have you told yourself today how gorgeous or handsome you are?
If not, I am going to say it for you, “You are beautiful.”