a man’s wise words about the victoria’s secret fashion show.
tuesday tip: one thing at a time. http://fueledbydietcoke.com
Made this for myself today out of a scale someone left in the dorms after last semester. Click on the image for the website that inspired this.
THINNERDoes NOT Mean Happier
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
- Thank you for carrying me through the day. Think of your body as a whole, rather than a sum of parts.
- I do _____ because I love my body. Yoga, take bubble baths, get massages. Treat your body well by doing what you love.
- Fat is not a feeling. What are you really feeling? Uncomfortable? Frustrated? Name it honestly. What do you really need?
- Celebrate your fat. Take every opportunity to love your luscious, voluptuous, beautiful, fat-filled curves. Go wild!
- Find yourself in art. Remember that the standards of society change with time. Look at the curvy goddesses of art history (Like Venus)
- Dance. Put on your favorite music and move! Who cares what you look like? Let your body take over. Try it in public, at the mall or grocery store.
- You are not a victim of your body. Our bodies are our one true partners. We are in it together. Be compassionate.
- Be gentle with yourself. Eat when you’re hungry. Rest when you’re tired. Surround yourself with supportive people.
- Exercise with love. Make your body strong and healthy. Do what you do because you love and want to take care of your body.
- Every hallway is a runway. Make an entrance. Hold your head up high and take the room. You’re a rock star.
- Fake it till you make it. Self-love does not happen overnight. It is an ongoing process. So, put on a positive attitude when you’re down on yourself.
this is pretty great.
(via practice-self-love)Source: thewildsavanna
Though I’ve already written about comparing ourselves to other people and how dangerous it can be, I’ve gotten a lot of emails/Facebook messages about this topic recently, so I believe it’s worth revisiting.
A few months ago, a very dear friend of mine was “banned” (for lack of a better word) from Facebook by her husband. He changed her password so that she could only respond to messages, wall posts, and notifications through her Facebook app on her phone and not access the full-blown website. Why did he do this? Was it because he’s a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad husband who wanted to control his wife’s Internet usage? Did he find out that she was cheating on him with a dude she met on Facebook? Did she have some sort of an addiction to social media?
No. Not even close. He did it to protect her from insecurities born out of unrealistic comparisons.
In this day and age, I feel it’s safe to say that we are at a disadvantage when it comes to comparisons because of the Internet, most notably social media. Websites like Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, MySpace (lol), and even blogs really set us up to fail.
When I was in my teenage years, spending a vast majority of my free time perusing Seventeen, Cosmopolitan, and Glamour, I wish I would have known what I know now about pictures in the media.
Almost every photograph displayed in magazines has been modified by Photoshop.
I would say “all” instead of “almost” all but that’s like saying that Lysol kills 100% of germs. You just don’t go there. Ergo, if Lysol only kills 99.9% of germs, Photoshop is only used on 99.9% of pictures in magazines and in doing so only distorts the image of beauty to about 99.9% of people who are exposed to the photographs.