Mirror mirror on the wall 

As I was getting ready to go to the gym this morning (operation summer body is in full effect!), I was searching for my favorite pair of yoga pants that gives me the perfect ass ( ladies am I the only one? Comment below your favorite brand of workout clothes). Checking my outfit in the mirror, I had a flash back to a time when just the thought of the gym made me anxious and wearing a tank top was out of the question. I didn’t love my body, I didn’t value it for more than what it looked like. I could not appreciate this body because the cultural and social messages that I was constantly bombarded with had taught me not to. The more I thrived to lose weight, the more it consumed me to the point where the number on the scale dictated my mood. It became a vicious cycle that I couldn’t break for many years. 

It took me a while to realize that the only thing stopping me from doing the things I enjoyed to do was my own incomplete perception of beauty. I was convinced that the perfect body would give me the happiness that I was searching for. But in reality, the only thing that was stopping me from being happy was fear. 

I started rediscovering beauty in the things that made me feel alive. I found joy in accomplishing my goals, and expressing myself in different ways. Now I not only love myself on the inside, I love these curves too. 

So as I rush out the door on my way to a Saturday morning yoga session, I am at peace with the woman in the mirror and there’s no greater feeling.

And in the spirit of fearlessness, I entered my second model search competition. I’m auditioning to be the next AdditionElle model and I would love your support! Click this link and vote for me: http://bit.ly/2mi6IUy

A bit of an emotional morning, I hope you don’t mind my sharing with you, loves. 

Outfit details:

  • Bra and pants: Torrid
  • Jacket and kicks: Fabletics 

And if you’re still reading you get a gift ( jk I can’t afford gifts) 
Have an amazing weekend dolls and gents 😘