July 14, 2003
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sometimes i can be beautiful
Have you ever been asked to describe yourself? A million thoughts run through my head. A million imperfections, lines, figures and numbers. It’s amazing the way the mind of a woman can work.
I have a good smile. My teeth aren’t white enough and a little crooked but…Stop!
Let me try this again. I have the kind of smile that captures a soul – warm, sincere, playful, inviting. The kind of smile that stays with you. Forever.
And what can I say about my eyes? They are probably the only part of me I never find myself wanting to trade for something better. They truly are grand. If you’ve seen them, you know.
I like the way my curly(sometimes straight), dark, long hair, falls around my face. I love the soft, clean smell of it. It is thick and hard to manage, but I love it.
My skin, it is very soft. Amazingly soft, I once was told. Follow the lines. I have curves that tell on me – I am a woman. When I walk by, men don’t think pounds or dress sizes. They don’t think numbers. They think…damn!
But don’t be mistaken. I’m not. The scars not on the surface are what make me unforgettable.
Are you still reading? I wonder about those who feel more comfortable learning about the many ways I don’t like who I am. I don’t want to write about my insecurities just so you think of me modest. They are there. Trust me. Maybe for another day but today, I want you to think of me as just…beautiful.
To all the women out there, dare not to think of all those things which makes you feel unlovely. Even if for just a day. Fight the urge to talk about the ugly and unwanted. Talk the way a lover would in the midst of passion. Find the courage to describe yourself as beautiful and then…don’t say another word.
Comments (15)
I was just thinking the other day that I loved my neck… LOL for some reason that feature is my favorite of me
I like this post… it is good for the self love that people need. 
More people should do this…you sound wonderful! BTW, I thought of you yesterday when I saw a lotus flower at the japanese garden I was at…not sure if I got a good photo of it or not though, we’ll see!
Thank you for your hug on my site. Its amazing what a little boost it is to see such sweetness from people I call my xanga friends but whom I’ve never met.
I once had to do the exercise you describe. I cried and cried. I could see nothing of myself, only what other people had said about my features.
since a few years, whenever i look at me in a mirror, i choose to automatically say “i love you” and smile at me
it works wonders 
your today’s post is great ! thanks Lotus
Wow… I thinkit’s great how you can see the parts of you that are good and not be falsely modest.
The best part of me has to be…my hands, they are just the right size
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Hmm… you sound very pretty to me!
Arcdreams…
Yep – you look EXACTLY as I imagined
My best feature?…My bootylicious butt!..LOL
i’m not confident of my self. soo i guess… i don’t find myself handsome at all.
I have no doubt you must be beautiful.
Take care hon
I could have told you all that, you know
Hope alls going well with you
Thanks for stopping by. Nice blog. Hope your having a great week..
awwww I bet you have a beautiful smile
Amour
Hollie xoxo
I like the tune of this blog , Shy .
Love Michel
That’s a lovely blog shy. Really lovely. I will take that to heart.