Argument #1: Girls who are skinny. They are beautiful.

Argument #2: Girls who are curvy. They are beautiful.

My Argument: Woman are made in all shapes and sizes. When did we decide one shape was more beautiful than another? Who decided one size was above another? Why do we put these limits on ourselves? I heard once that comparison is the root of disappointment and the weapon of evil. So true. You are beautiful because your soul is beautiful not because you wear a size 2 or a C-cup bra. I would much rather be known for having a beautiful smile or spirit than a hot bod. Beauty is the reflection of whats on the inside. So just love your body for what it is. Decorate it. Lavish it. Enjoy it.

Anne Lamott said:

"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you're 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn't go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggle and you had a nice comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It's going to break your heart. Don't let this happen"


I don't know who said this but I'm putting this quote here too.

"No matter what you do you will be judged by somebody. You can’t live your life worried about someone else’s opinion of you. You deserve to be true to yourself. When you are honest with yourself you will be surrounded by positivity." 

Stop worrying so much about what others are going to think about you. Live your life fully, happily, and colorfully.