I get a lot of comments telling me I have a pretty face, and that it's "impossible for me to NOT be cute" etc. Well, I figured, its not fair to you that you don't get to see the whole picture. I by NO means think I am fat, (even though I joke about it). I don't generally like Naked Friday, but it always brings up stuff that gets to me. There's all these skinny boys with their hip bones popping out, and everyone drools, but then there are girls who aren't a size zero posting pictures and most everyone tears them down. Seriously, I don't know where you people come off thinking that a "beauty" is being thin, and having nice abs. Hell, I'm a size 11/13, and I STILL don't think I'm fat. I don't know... I just wanted to vent about that, and let you know that if you EVER talk down to someone on Daily Booth about their weight or appearance, I probably won't talk to you much. =/
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sitting in front of a mirror at five years old
with oversize pink framed glasses,
i delicately applied red lipstick on my lips and cheeks
trying to be as pretty as julia roberts was in "pretty woman"
i thought i looked beautiful,
and my mom told me it was true,
and when i was five years old,
that's all that mattered.
as i got a little older,
there were things people said that i would keep with me, preventing me from looking a certain way.
when i was 7 years old, kanita withrow, a girl who rode my bus,
told me she thought i was a boy when i had my hair tied back
so, i cut the hair i was practically sitting on, off in a bob right below my ears
and didn't grow it out again until i was in the 7th grade,
when i got contacts.
with my new found esteem with my new glasses-less look,
i again, cut my hair short, in the 8th grade.
my uncle stacy stephens called me a "fucking dyke"
he didn't tease me for long after, because he drown in a river a few weeks after that.
three girls cornered me in school, shortly after his funeral
and asked me why i didn't wear make up.
"we all wear makeup" they said.
"see how we look?"
and i wanted to be pretty
so i bought a tube of brown lipstick
and started to wear it every day
but when they told me i looked like a clown,
i swore off lipstick and threw my brown tube away.
it feels silly to me now, to be bothered by what a 7 year old says about my hair
and to take the make up advice of a group of mean 13 year olds,
or to be bothered by what small minded men have to say
so now i have red lipstick on
and my hair up in braids
and i think i look beautiful,
and josh told me it's true,
and at 23 years old,
that's all that matters.
