Tuesday, February 15, 2011


While updating myself on my daily black celebrity gossip *shameful admission* I came across an article about a young woman who died because of a botched silicone implant operation on her backside. I posted it to facebook which sparked a range of comments which ended -quite surprisingly - into loving one's self and a few of my friends proceeded to mention what they loved about themselves. I wont pretend that when these topics come up I have to think for a good minute on what exactly I physically love. There are things over the years that i have come to greatly appreciate and love mainly because others have pointed it out over and over again. So ok ok yes I have a killer smile and im digging it. You know the kinda smile that's warm and friendly. The type that people sing about with sunbathed videos.
I no longer felt alone about the self doubt the day I watched Janet Jackson's interview on ABC like last year I believe. I sat aghast as this superstar who has been on countless billboards, posters, magazine covers etc could say that she is not that self confident. This woman whose body and face women envy could only list the small of her back as something she liked about herself. But at 40 something it was getting better....Ok so im 20 years younger so I'm in good shape.
I used to secretly hope every night that I would wake up with bigger breasts. I mean they starting growing with everyone else but stopped quite shortly after...hello down there 1 more cup please!!
Funny story i shared with a roommate once that i got fed up of being an A cup and proceeded to wear a B cup luckily for me they got the message and followed suit. She laughed because she did the same! *note well this doesnt work using pants! booo!!*
After awhile I started to kinda really like the A's cuz i could wear some pretty daring tops without a bra! Yes I realised I had a 1 up on the big booby girls.
Point of it all is to slowly figure things out and like em. And more importantly to admit that we all at some point put up a facade that hides what we really feel.
In conclusion Im not half bad!! I disappeared for a bit but imma soldier :)


  1. You know is so easy to think that we are missing something that someone else just seems to have. But where would this self satisfaction that "I got to have this" end? We have to love ourselves with our imperfections and still feel comfortable enough to even go nude (photo shoot) and have a smile..

  2. It's to easy to think of all that you don't like or don't have. But it takes alot more strength to like the things we do have. When im pregnant im def doing nude photos.......:)

  3. nice read floree i can totally identify with u ...

  4. The fact that I'm black and don't have that much ass to speak of is definitely troubling. Especially now asses are all the rage. Ok that last part didn't come out right but... :) Anyway I do have voluptuous breats which I love! They have been getting visits from "gravity" recently and I do know that "gravity' will eventually come to stay - But that's why push-ups exist... Right? Everybody needs a little help sometimes :)