Love Your Body Day (one day late, but no one really minds, do they?)

Inspired by Leslie at Pink Spandex, I've decided to list some things that I love about my body.

1. Because it's mine. And I could end this post just saying that, but at the end of the day, my body is the one thing that now, and always, has completely belonged to me, for me to nurture or (more often than not) abuse, as I see fit, and no one can take that ownership away from me.

2. Because it's not perfect. What's that? Because my body is not perfect I appreciate it? Sounds odd, but because I grew up feeling like an ugly duckling, and not fitting into the "norm" of blond, slim, straight haired, athletic perfection, I came to appreciate myself and other people for more than their exterior.

3. My hair. I've fought with my hair a lot over the years, just like I've fought with most of my body over the years. But finally I kinda like my hair, even if it is ridiculously soft, fine, and can't decide whether it wants to be wavy, curly, or a strange mixture of both. Plus, I get my own revenge on it; when I'm sick of dealing with it, I near-shave it all off.

4. My eyes. They're big and blue. And pretty. What more do I really need to say?

5. My face. Expanding from above. I think I have a good facial structure, I think my face and my features are well-proportioned, and while I don't have the small, cute and pert features of a magazine model, I think my face is very attractive in its own way.

On the topic of bodies, I thought it might be topical to add "Bodies" by Little Birdy. The lyric "I'm sick of feeling this way, my body's okay" feels very fitting to this sort of post. I hope you appreciate it (and yourselves. Start loving yourself too.)