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Her shoes are so high the ankle could begin to break any moment, there bright fluorescent colours make anyone stand and stare, almost becoming the star of the show.
A world of a fake mess, No real in it at all. All the lies we see in photos, The cutting, glossing, the editing, just a lie, a slap in the face.
There isn't much about me that stands out before ya. I'm the female invisible and shy always hiding in the corner. I'm not big and bold like this personsa that I put on everyday.
Eddie 12309 Here is a little rhyme There were things about me That stuck in peeps mind you see Of course obviously so Was the fact I didn't grow Everyone thought I was cute Obviously they had no...
It's not all about the figure, the style and the looks, Don't ever go looking in all of the books. Your beautiful in everyway, You might not always see it but you always have to say.
Stereotyping taking control, As a vision starts expand, consider the views, Of the public vision of perfection, From the media, society and even the news.
Fat or thin, doesn't matter it's what's within. Short or tall, it's you thats adored. Does it matter what you wear. Someone will always stop and stare.
Ok it's now official, I'm definitely overweight. Too many summer icecreams; Big dinners on my plate. I really don't want to exercise, But methinks I have no choice.
Hey, tell me. Do I have a sick mind. Am I not healthy. The bigger the number is, the more disappointment I feel.
It's a war we're waging here, and the stakes are pretty high. We are fighting for our share of a trillion dollar pie. The worse that every woman feels, the more we make her spend.
#household Tweak it here tweak it there. Impossibly beauty Add more hair. Mile high legs, sinuous lies Pulls you in with Airbrushed thighs. Ageless skin, sexy pout.
You're slim as can be, You don't work your body at all, You've even got some toning, It's just so Goddamn cruel. I jog and watch my food, Decline cos' i'm being good.
Yesterday, Carrie had texted me the last picture they had taken of me in my grassy gown. I had to do a double take. "Whoa," I whispered. I had one milky hand on my reddish blonde hair.
I was speechless. Absolutely speechless at the picture that stood before me on my computer screen. I was in my grass dress, looking off into the sky. My arms were gracefully lifted up towards the sun.
Fingers over fabric Picking out my dress Pink or blue or purple Deciding which is best At home I choose my makeup To match my light blue frock Putting on fake eyelashes Then taking it all off With...
What has beauty become. All the work of the centuries have undone. Where has all the natural gone. No need for enhancement, that just wrong. Plastics not beauty, it makes us the same.
Another gym session done and dusted Feeling so much fitter but my back feels busted. The weight and cash is dropping off me People say I'm losing pounds but I just cant see.
When I look into the mirror What exactly do I see. Is it twisted by my concious, Or is it meerly me. When i see myself in glass, What exactly do I say.
#100days My love is always there for me, Patient, sure and kind. A hug and a shake of the head When I worry about my behind. Are you sure it isn't huge. I plead one Monday morning.
Why are we never happy with what we've got and what we were given. Sometimes we have a real natural beauty but we keep it hidden... Some people are a little overweight and want to get thinner.
I have a solar panel Fixed upon my skull It powers a sex machine One that's never dull. When I see a combover I can't help but grin Especially when it's horizontal In an unforgiving wind.
There's a heffalump in the mirror I wish you all could see. The strangest thing I ever saw Staring back at me. There's a heffalump in the mirror It's screwing up its face.
I wake up, look in the mirror. I see a tiny error The image staring back couldn't be any clearer Desperately seeking perfection Not knowing its in my reflection.
#household Dear mirror, You see the long dark hair but not what makes me care. The small oval face but not my personal tastes. Eyes of dark green but not what they've seen.