When you look up the word confidence in the dictionary, or at least google it, a few definitions come up.
Confidence(noun) - the feeling or belief that one can rely on someone or something; firm trust
or
Confidence(noun) - the state of feeling certain about the truth of something
but my favorite definition is
Confidence(noun) - a feeling of self-assurance arising from one's appreciation of one's own abilities or qualities
That one is my favorite. When I think of being confident, I envision myself, standing in front of my mirror with no clothes, underwear, or even layered up in sweaters and jeans, but with a smile on my face. Its never been a mystery that girls and women are usually lacking in that self confidence, and of course I am not at all an exception. I've battled for years with that little voice in the back of my head screaming "You look fat", "You can't wear that, you'll look disgusting", "No one likes a fat girl". I'm only about to be seventeen and I've struggled with my appearance for far too long.
But for the first time in a LONG time, I did some retail therapy, to my surprise, I actually did find myself in my new clothes, standing in front of my mirror, being actually kind of happy with how I looked. I'm a bigger girl, not like tall sort of big, but more...thick. I've been chubby and unhappy with my weight and my inability to look like the girls on tv, or even just the girls on the website of the store that are modeling the clothes that they're trying to sell to me. But this time was different.
I purchased one pair of shorts, one pair of trendy overalls, a pair of boyfriend style jeans, a white sweater, and two t-shirts. They arrived in a fairly large box on my front steps, and I hesitantly brought them inside, taking a deep breathe before I stripped off my oversized t-shirt and pajama shorts, essentially bracing myself for the tears and self loathing to commence when none of the things in my over one hundred dollar order looked even remotely flattering on me.
But...apart from the overalls giving me a massive camel toe and the two t-shirts I had automatically ordered in large due to force of habit being much too "large" on me, I absolutely love everything.
I felt confident as I looked at myself in my new outfits.
You don't need to be teeny tiny with a little waist, abs, and a perfectly proportioned pair of tits and an ass to be confident in yourself. You don't need to have a model figure to love fashion.
The number on the scale does not determine your how sexy you are. As long as you're healthy and you feel good about yourself, you're a stunner in my opinion.
Stay gnarly ✌
Confidence(noun) - the feeling or belief that one can rely on someone or something; firm trust
or
Confidence(noun) - the state of feeling certain about the truth of something
but my favorite definition is
Confidence(noun) - a feeling of self-assurance arising from one's appreciation of one's own abilities or qualities
That one is my favorite. When I think of being confident, I envision myself, standing in front of my mirror with no clothes, underwear, or even layered up in sweaters and jeans, but with a smile on my face. Its never been a mystery that girls and women are usually lacking in that self confidence, and of course I am not at all an exception. I've battled for years with that little voice in the back of my head screaming "You look fat", "You can't wear that, you'll look disgusting", "No one likes a fat girl". I'm only about to be seventeen and I've struggled with my appearance for far too long.
But for the first time in a LONG time, I did some retail therapy, to my surprise, I actually did find myself in my new clothes, standing in front of my mirror, being actually kind of happy with how I looked. I'm a bigger girl, not like tall sort of big, but more...thick. I've been chubby and unhappy with my weight and my inability to look like the girls on tv, or even just the girls on the website of the store that are modeling the clothes that they're trying to sell to me. But this time was different.
I purchased one pair of shorts, one pair of trendy overalls, a pair of boyfriend style jeans, a white sweater, and two t-shirts. They arrived in a fairly large box on my front steps, and I hesitantly brought them inside, taking a deep breathe before I stripped off my oversized t-shirt and pajama shorts, essentially bracing myself for the tears and self loathing to commence when none of the things in my over one hundred dollar order looked even remotely flattering on me.
But...apart from the overalls giving me a massive camel toe and the two t-shirts I had automatically ordered in large due to force of habit being much too "large" on me, I absolutely love everything.
I felt confident as I looked at myself in my new outfits.
You don't need to be teeny tiny with a little waist, abs, and a perfectly proportioned pair of tits and an ass to be confident in yourself. You don't need to have a model figure to love fashion.
The number on the scale does not determine your how sexy you are. As long as you're healthy and you feel good about yourself, you're a stunner in my opinion.
Stay gnarly ✌
