A year ago. this post would have scared the crap out of me. A year ago, I would have been on vacation in my boring one-piece, keeping my fingers crossed that I wouldn’t draw attention to myself. Lets face it, I weigh more than I want. I have cellulite. My thighs touch. The list goes on and on (and if you’re anything like me, you have your own list of how you pick yourself apart). But you guys, I got tired of listening to myself. Sure, I have all of those imperfections. But who gives a crap? I am more than my body. YOU are more than your body. At what point in our lives did we start telling ourselves these things? When did I begin to think that it was my sole responsibility to be eye candy for everyone else around me? When did it become more than just jumping in the damn pool because you want to be silly, but won’t because heaven-forbid your fat shakes? What if you look stupid?
What if you spend the rest of your life being too scared about how the world sees you that you miss out on everything? Instead of just being and loving your perfectly-imperfect self? What if your kids’ memories at the beach don’t include you because you were too afraid to get off your beach towel? Because I can tell you right now, the people who matter the most love you just as you are. THEY DON’T CARE. And the rest of them? Screw ’em.
Jump in the pool. Float on a swan. Feel the waves crash on your back. LIVE YOUR BEST LIFE, one that is full of rich memories. Because at the end of the day, that’s all you’re going to have. No regrets.
If wearing something like this scares you, that’s okay. Take comfort in knowing that when I did show off the 8 inches of stomach skin, the world didn’t end. No one was mean. No one raised an eyebrow. And I felt freaking fabulous.
Keep loving yourself,
A note about these suits: THEY ROCK MY WORLD. THANK YOU THANK YOU Swimsuits for All for creating two pieces that I feel great in