Insecurities

Thin lips. Often deemed “less desirable” in a plump-lip-obsessed culture. For years, I shied away from bold lip colors, convinced […]

“Short legs.” Stumpy, disproportionate, fashion-challenged. For years, I felt self-conscious about my shorter legs. Felt like they made me look

Pore paranoia. The magnifying mirror’s cruel joke. For years, I was convinced my pores were gigantic, visible from space, and

Double chin. The selfie enemy. The unflattering angle nemesis. For years, I obsessed over mine. Angled my chin up in

“Big feet.” Clown shoes, boats, size-whatever-you-are-plus-two. For years, I felt self-conscious about my larger-than-average feet. Felt like they were disproportionate,

Body insecurities can feel like permanent marks, etched onto your self-esteem. For years, mine centered around a specific area (let’s

Beach day. The ultimate body exposure test. For years, I relied heavily on cover-ups, strategically draping myself in sarongs, oversized

“Too pale” skin. Ghostly, pasty, in need of a tan. For years, I felt like my naturally fair complexion was

“Awkward body.” Clumsy, uncoordinated, self-conscious in movement. For years, dancing in public was my ultimate fear. The thought of being

“Arm flab.” Bingo wings. Whatever you call it, upper arm jiggle can be a source of wardrobe angst. For years,