Summer-wear should be effortless and comfortable. Something you can be confident in because ‘tis the season for society to pull down women, men & everyone in between, and shove body issues right down their throats. I, for one, have never been confident in bikinis and all. Society and media has taught me and the people around me, that unless I have an hourglass figure, smooth and even skin, the perfect hair or lack thereof (all girls must shave!!! -Nash Grier and co., 2013), then I should not wear anything revealing.
Truth be told, I was only dressed in these for 10 minutes before I ran to cover up. These poses were orchestrated in angles that I wanted them to be. I sucked my tummy the entire time, and the photos where I didn’t, are obviously scrapped.
But I’m still proud of my body, nevertheless. I mean, not to the point where I’d run naked around town, that’s another story. I may still be chained to the hive mind of what’s good and what’s bad, but I’ve come to love my body more than I ever did before. I’m slowly trying to break away from the restrictions I’ve set upon myself just because I fear of what people will perceive of me and my body.
What I’m really trying to say is, I may seem confident in all of my shoots and looks but I’m still a work in progress. So are you and there’s nothing to be ashamed of it. That doesn’t mean that you’ll have to wear bikinis from now on, no. It’s more of, wear whatever you want to wear, may it be covering you head to toe or not. Dress for yourself and be happy in it.
Ooooh, boy. Didn’t mean for this to be personal and political. I just hope, we get to be kinder to ourselves and our bodies. We only have one, after all.
Where were we? Oh, yes. I’m wearing a skirt. A top. A slider that is useless with sand everywhere. And uhm, yes, it was lovely.
H&M Coachella halter top, suede skirt, straw hat; Rubi via Cotton On sliders.