To my young friends:
Do not be too critical of your thighs,
stomach, feet, arms or face.
Enjoy your hair; color it, flip it, cut it, curl it, touch it often.
Appreciate your neck. Notice how firm it is and how it doesn't move when the wind blows.
Even if you think your belly is too big, too saggy, too tanned whatever, admire it.
Something strange is going to happen. You will wake up one day in your mid forties and you will look at your neck and you will realize that once upon a time your neck was firm and gorgeous and you didn't appreciate it. You will see your butt in the mirror and it will be lower and the skin a little looser. When it sat up high and you could squeeze into a size six you really were not as fat as you knew you were.
Your chin will sprout hairs that you will be forced to pluck for the rest of your life and your creases will have creases. If you are under 30, repeat after me: "I am beautiful right now." "My skin is flawless." "My thighs are fabulous and I can see daylight between them." Don't squander your youth believing your body has betrayed you. Notice the things that are cute, perfect, wonderful and wrinkle free. Trust me on this.
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Hey Charmaine! I feel like bodies are so relative. I compare myself to everyone around, generally people somewhere in my age range. Because I'm comparing myself to people my age, I take for granted my beautiful skin and firm neck and all those other things you mentioned. I've noticed that somehow when you get older, however, you just start comparing yourself to younger people. When does this switch happen? Why does it happen? It is so interesting that you tell us to praise our bodies because someday we will wake up and they will have changed, but you would never look at a 60 or 70 year old and think, "relative to people this age, I am gorgeous." Why are there so many discrepancies between age groups?
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