What Do You Like About the Way You Look?
The other day, I was sitting outside our neighborhood café. Trying to stay present (and off my damn phone!), I glanced around at the crowd — dads wearing Nike Killshots, chubby babies relaxing in strollers, dogs standing stock-still, wondering whether their humans would ever come back out of the café?!!!
But most of all, I can tell you, every woman looked so radiant to me.
Women of all ages were sipping coffee with loved ones, and maybe I’m getting old and sentimental, but I wanted to go up to each of them and say, omg do you understand how GORGEOUS you are?? We can beat ourselves up for wrinkles or nose hairs, but I wish I could have shown each woman a short film of herself at the café laughing with friends and waving at passersby and radiating warmth. Humanity! Small moments! It almost brought me to my knees.
So, in an effort to celebrate ourselves, please tell me: what is something you love about the way you look? For me, I’d say my big teeth. When I was growing up, strangers on the street would tell me that I looked like Amanda Peet or Kelly McGillis or Nancy Kerrigan, and after a while I realized the common thread was big teeth, haha. But I like how big my smile is for friends and children…
and handsome men. :)
What about you? Be specific! I’d really love to hear. (And if you’d like to send a snapshot to hello@cupofjo.com, we could do a reader round-up:) xoxo
P.S. 12 readers share pictures of when they felt beautiful, and moms, are you in the photos?
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103 commentsThis post is making me think. I was going to write what other’s have said they liked about me. Once in college a friend said I had a pretty forehead, someone in high school said I had nice legs But… I can’t think what is the part of me I like the most. I think about what I like about my children and husband regularly. However, I have not allowed myself to think about what I like the most about the way I look. It’s almost like not having permission to reflect on that question. I have homework now…
My legs that look — and are! — strong.
I have puffy under-eyes that I didn’t like much until my wonderful high school boyfriend unprompted told me he “really liked.” Also, I’m an orthodontist, and I want to remind everyone that the most beautiful part of a smile is using it.
I love my belly button! I did not realize before two pregnancies (almost 20 lbs of baby in total!) that belly buttons could get saggy. I definitely realize it now! As a former dancer who grew into adulthood with a lot of body issues, I felt so much dread through both my pregnancies about my body changing in ways that I couldn’t control or undo. But I’ve come to have so much affection for those changes, and now I think all the little folds around the top of my belly button are genuinely cute. I even love wearing crop tops! I was showing it off to my kids yesterday, and the way their faces were glowing when I talked about them growing inside me was worth every wrinkle and pucker.
This made me tear up. I had my first baby almost a year and a half ago, and I’ve been really struggling with the changes to my body and the fact that they seem to be sticking around. I’ve also been working with my therapist on undoing all the trauma I didn’t realize I had after being raised by a mother with an eating disorder, something she still struggles with to this day. I hope one day to get to this level of joy about my body.
I love my smile, because my eyes just can’t help but to join in and smile too! I also have squishy arms, which my youngest son loves to be wrapped around in and will knead and squish them for comfort…it’s the sweetest thing ever for me to be able to provide for him.
After mentioning my long fingers and nail beds, they actually sent the comment accidentally! Anyway, thanks for the many comments that have helped me be brave and admit that I’m more than my insecurities.
Wow! Reading all of these heartfelt comments have really helped me look beyond what I don’t like about my body. I focus daily on what I think is ugly on me and notice beauty in everyone else. So, I stopped and realized there are actually a number of things that I love about my body. I have the big healthy veins, and olive complexion with a deep dimple in my right cheek when I smile. Everyone comments on my green/hazel eyes and my long fingers with long nails be
I’ve always been very hard on myself regarding my appearance, but come to think of it, I like my arms (they are thin and willowy and never get fat) and slim fingers, although I forever struggle with finding stylish massive rings (which I adore) that fit me and don’t fall off my fingers and it truly sucks
I generally feel pretty good about the way I look. However – as I look down the barrel at 46, my skin is sagging. I have jowls, and a crepey neck! I’m thin, and have never lost a lot of weight, but the elasticity in my skin is shot. How does this happen, and what can I do to fix it!?
When I was little I hated my big lips and the way my face looked. My cousins use to nitpick over my big teeth. Now, I’ve gotten to a place where I embrace my features and my molars. They are markers of the people that came before me, which is dope. When you grow up in an environment and a culture that tends to be hypercritical of your appearance, it is indeed hard to love yourself and your features. But it is worth doing the hard work to learn to be more kind to yourself. Seeing and meeting others, especially those that come from different backgrounds, helped me to embrace differences and diversity.
My mouth! My baby daughter (1 year old) has gotten compliments on her mouth since the day she was born and people have said (and I agree!) that it’s my mouth! I love it. I’ve never spent that much time noticing my mouth before but now I adore my mouth and when a lady in Trader Joe’s says, “oh look at her! What a pretty little mouth!” I always want to say, “isn’t it?!? We MATCH!” But I just say, “thank you!”
Sooo cute
I like my arms. Even when I’m not working out a ton, they remain fairly toned (and I’m not a small/super muscly person!). I also like my skin tone. I have light hair and eyes but am olive-ey from my Greek dad. I get a nice tan in the summer even with sunscreen on and without trying!
omg, my 9 yo was asked this question and she said “my brain” and I thought it was wonderful!
Teeth over here too! I have a tremendous overbite and quite large teeth. A guy in high school once asked me, “Tania, do you even have bottom teeth” but it was more affectionate than mean. I think they make me look goofy and kinda sweet!
My long, curly chocolate locks that are a little bit wild and a little bit messy- just like me! I have been growing it out to donate but am a tad reluctant to part with the one thing that I truly love about myself. Yet, at the same time, I imagine a little girl out there who would love to have a wig of long, curly hair and tell myself, “just one more inch.”
You sound l8ke a LOVELY person!!
Thank you. That is so kind :)
I have an eye color that’s hard to describe. I guess… green would be most accurate? They’re not quite hazel (I think of hazel as more brown-green than my eyes), they’re not BRIGHT green, they’re kind of grey-green… but definitely not blue and definitely not brown. They are the exact same color as my dad’s eyes were, and now my son has the exact same eye color.
Ooh this sounds so pretty. We need a looksy!!
I love my teeth, my eyebrows, and the shapes of my hands and feet.
My eyebrows–I grew them in more fully during COVID and I love seeing them in bigger form. Also, the skin on my face is still quite soft and smooth at almost 48, and people tell me I have a good smile. Also, I’ve been growing out my silver hair for the last four years, and it has been an experiment in self-acceptance and even self-love. I think I like it! It’s nice to think about these parts of myself that I like as I work to make peace with a squishier middle-aged body. Thanks for this prompt, Joanna, and to everyone else for sharing!
My hands and my feet. They’re my dad’s hands (only smaller), and my mom’s feet (only bigger)!
I never thought I would ever say this, but I love my skin. Always liked the skin on my body – golden with a slight tan all year long, very smooth. But the skin on my face: not so great. Greasy when I was young, so larger pores now, has never been very even. But now – at 41 – I have the best skin I ever had. Sometimes I look at myself and can’t believe that this quite smooth surface belongs to me. Even though I do have a bit of melasma (quite a bit during summertime) since my three pregnancies – I don’t mind. It’s MY skin, it shows MY story.
I love my natural strawberry blonde hair. When I was a kid I was always at war with myself about if I was a “redhead” or not, because they seemed to get a bad rep. I would avoid wearing warm colors because I thought it would make it more prominent. But I’ve grown to like my unique color. Stylists always tell me, “People pay big money for this! Never touch it!” Also, my baby girl inherited my looks, and she now gets the ooo’s and aww’s of passersby for her locks, which I am glad about. She’s got a lot of it, too. It never fell out like people would tell me it might after she was born with a full head of hair. She’s now a week off from 1 year old and she’s had two haircuts already! Perfect for a little “Cindy Lou” up-do or baby space buns!
I love my high cheekbones and the squishy cheeks that have always laid on top of them. I also see the way my baby daughter’s eyes squinch up the same way mine do when I smile (she’s got my cheeks!) and have come to love that my eyes do it too more and more. It’s funny how things I thought were not so cute on myself appear cuter after I notice them on her. I’ve seen other commenters share the same sentiment about themselves and their children’s features which makes it extra sweet.
I am always in awe of how confident people are. You once had a similar post about what makes you feel sexy and I often think about that and why I can’t think of anything. I totally agree with you though that whenever I’m out I am amazed at how beautiful women are. I just love people watching to admire everyone’s different styles.
Over time there are lots of things I have learned to love about my body, and when I think about it, what I love is more than what I do not love, for example, I’m ambidextrous, I have good natural cardio fitness, I have an hourglass figure with a small waist, I have long legs, I have high cheekbones, I have delicate wrists and ankles, I have prominent collarbones, great teeth and a genuine smile. But perhaps the best compliment I have every received is from a little girl who said I have eyes like Princess Jasmine.
I like my hair color and smile lines and big grin and peach fuzz and the way I pull my hair when I’m thinking and the way my face shows every expression, and these are features I love in my children too.
My hair! It turned curly when I turned 50 and I love everything about it.
I like my smile and how it connects me to people, whether smiling at a loved one when we see each other or while passing a stranger on the street. A grocery store cashier once told me my smile was illuminating and an ex told me my smile was like the Jordan jumpman symbol (I guess because it was so ubiquitous with his idea of me). I left the relationship but keep that compliment with me in the back of my mind :)
Dimples and freckles! And my giant big toes (the “little piggy that goes to market”) that are massively out of proportion on my small feet.
My eye color, which are sorta a shade of gray! My beautiful mother always said I have eyes “like a Persian cat.” She passed away when I was 12, but to this day, whenever I’m asked my eye color, I want to respond with, “They are the color of a Persian cat.” Just makes me smile to remember her. ❤️
Makes them sound soft and cozy too. Love this 🩶🩶
I love my eyes, inherited from my uncle! Hazel with little freckles. I am very freckly all over, but it’s so fun when people say “they’re in your eyes too!” Also 2 medical compliments that bring me a lot of joy is that I often get told I have perfect veins during blood draws, and when I went in for imaging before my hysterectomy, my oncologist said “well that is a beautiful uterus” so I bring it up as often as is reasonable. What a shame to remove that beautiful uterus ;)
Jen, I have a vein, too, that often elicits a compliment from phlebotomists! And although my oncologist never complimented my uterus (I suspect we are fellow cancer survivors perhaps?), my reproductive endocrinologist complimented my “beautiful uterus,” which was the only functioning part of my disaster of a reproductive system, until the cancer got it!
There are a few things I like about my appearance, but one I always come back to are my big, long Scoliosis surgery scars and imbalanced rib cage. It can present a challenge with fitted clothing, but when my back is exposed? It’s very conspicuous, and I’ve never felt uncomfortable about the sort of attention it gets. I feel like a walking tribute to the immense amount of time and sacrifice that thousands of years of individuals have put in so that I could stand straight, unaided, and take a full breath.
Hi Sar, I have scoliosis too, and although i never had a surgery (actually live pretty comfortable with that and never have back pains or something), one of my blades is jutted, which makes me EXTREMELY uncomfortable and self-conscious, i try to never expose my back and had i a magic wand, it would absolutely be the first thing i’d change in my appearance :(
I particularly love my crows feet & smile lines. Those crinkles make me so happy knowing how they came to be. I never want to cover up the lines that represent the joy in my life! My husband always tells me I have kind eyes & i think it’s because of my crows feet! Also i have a freckle in one eye & it’s freaking cool.
Like a lot of comments here, I also have grown to love my sturdy legs with age! I used to yearn for thin dancers legs when I was younger, thinking it was meant to be the ideal, but in reality, my legs are crazy strong! They’ve helped me excel at sports, run half-marathons, take my kids roller skating, and carry those kids super-far distances. I’m pretty sure I’m stronger than my husband in this regard, and he’s no slouch. Now, I can see that my 3-year-daughter has my same legs and I’m just like “you get it girl!”
This is an incredibly difficult question for me. My body has changed a lot after multiple pregnancies, significant stress and the onset of perimenopause. I tried on clothes the other day and it’s not so much that my changed body is bad, exactly, but that it feels so unfamiliar to me. I don’t know how to dress my thicker waist or style my coarser hair and I feel a little surprised whenever I see pictures of myself. I actually didn’t realize how hard I have been on myself until reading all of these other comments and realizing how much other women find to love about themselves. I guess I like being short. Society tells us it’s better to be tall. More powerful. More elegant, perhaps. But I like to travel and appreciate that transatlantic flights in coach are no trouble for me. I don’t consider leg room when choosing theatre seats or camping tents or anything really, and a loveseat is plenty big for me to stretch out on. I’m monogamous now but when my sex life was more expansive I liked that I fit neatly up against my lovers. I have more options in a game of hide and seek.
Honestly, on a good day – I love everything about the way I look. I owe a lot to my mum who always made me feel that I was beautiful, but also that it didn’t matter too much. She never spoke negatively about her own appearance in front of me so I grew up without hearing too much of that self-critical voice a lot of women hear first in their own home. All the more amazing because her own mother was awfully cruel to her about her looks (which is ridiculous, because she is beautiful). I hope to give the same gift to my daughter.
I REALLY like my bottom lip. It is so plump and perfectly shaped! And, I wanted desperately to be a brunette as a kid (my mom has brown hair and I think our moms are usually our standards of beauty when we’re little girls!), but I’m so glad my mom never let me dye my hair. My natural strawberry-blonde hair is perrrrfect for me, and so pretty!
I’m at the tail end of my 30’s with almost a full head of gray hair. There are times when it wears on me, but lately I think how fun it is to not be conventionally beautiful in this way. What a fun twist to have something so different from all the women in ads and on TV and enjoy it!
I love the curve in my lower back. The way it looks from the right angle, the way it feels to the touch, just pure feminine magic.
I have a wonky tooth. I had braces, but this one just wouldn’t stay tamed. I’ve considered correcting it many times over the years (dentists always ask if I want to), but a number of people I love, admire, or have been attracted to have commented on how much they love That Tooth, so it’s still there. I suppose I even like it now.
I love my tattoos because they tell the story of my life. I never intended to mark my skin with every meaningful milestone, but that’s how I have woven my story into my body. From the painful loss of pregnancies to the culmination of a career serving my country, along with significant events in between, I wear my story with pride (and a streak of rebellion!)
Reading the title of this post initially made me feel uncomfortable. A habitual response of years of being cruel to myself about myself. So *shaking it off*, my nose is nice at certain angles, and my hands. People have mentioned my smile is noteworthy although, I usually cover my mouth with my hands.
Reading the title, I felt some cynicism, like yeah here we go again – before catching myself and realising it has to do with how I really feel abt myself! Yes, let’s make this step to ‘shake it off’ as you said. I look nice when I smile, especially because my eyes seem to smile along with my lips.
Amanda, please listen to people about your smile as they obviously think it’s great! Life is too short and smiles show us at our most joyous. I’m not a massive fan of my small teeth but I smile and laugh every chance I get. I hope you’re able to share it with everyone more :)
I had to get a physical for work, where they run tests you wouldn’t normally have at a checkup. I of course texted my husband right afterwards to debrief, including that the doctor told me my EKG should be in a textbook. My husband replied, “I love everything about this, especially your perfect heart.” Ugh, marry me! (We also jokingly ask each other, “hey, do you wanna get married?” when one of us does something fantastic.) But okay actual appearance-wise, I love my natural hair color, a red-brown with lots of highlights; my grey-blue eyes; and having long legs relative to my height. And my perfect heart.
Your husband’s reply has me crying into my coffee this morning. So sweet. ❤️
I like that I am pretty enough that my looks have never hindered any opportunities for me, but that am not so pretty that my looks are all people see when they look at me, I’m not too stressed about my looks fading, gaining weight during pregnancies doesn’t devastate me, etc. My best friend always says “You’re a 7 but you rock it,” and he is right :)
Katrina, this is well said! Unfortunately,we live in a world where conventional attractiveness counts. I’ve known people who’ve been forced to stake more on how their bodies do or do not look. I truly appreciate how mine has never propelled me forward nor held me back. What freedom!
I loved this response! And I totally see that sweet spot. I have a very pretty daughter, who has also always been a bit bigger built/chubby. To me it’s a relief that she doesn’t fit the typical 10/10 societal norms about appearance. I think if she had been thin as well as pretty, being pretty might have been a bigger part of her identity (which I think can be very limiting). Now I think she’s in that sweet spot.
I’m a seven, too, on the good days. I’m proud of it!
My freckles! When I have caught some sun, I get dappled and I love it. I also have quite big teeth, which I used to hate, but have learned to embrace.
Lucy, I could’ve written this comment myself! I spent my childhood hating my freckles, but now I love them. And big teeth are the best because our smiles are full and bright ♥
My hair. It looks pretty good, even before I brush it. I often get compliments on it at 6am at the gym, 15 minutes after rolling out of bed. I rarely have to think about it. I have signature bangs (as I like to call them) and an easy texture–straight, medium thickness and has stayed brown even at 52. I have great hair stylist, to whom I give loads of this credit to. Thanks hair, I appreciate you.
it’s beautiful how so many commenters love things about themselves that they associate with family members or their heritage.
I used to hate how squinty my eyes and round my cheeks got when I smiled, and now I realize it’s because I smile with my whole face. It matches my genuine enthusiasm and giant smushy heart, and I love it now.
I’m so loving reading everyone’s comments. I would say the sprinkling of freckles across my cheeks, and my strong legs, hips, booty! I am in the middle of PT for an injury and keep receiving remarks on my hip strength… it’s something I’ve been working on and is sneaky-hard, so feeling proud of that! I know this goes against the spirit of this post but… I’m seeing lots of teeth/smile celebration here (woohoo) and would love input. I have quite a lopsided, open bite after having braces twice (!!) as a teen. Invisalign has been suggested to me before but I always waiver on it, feeling like it would be so noticeable both visually and with my speech. Anyone have experience to share? It would mostly be a cosmetic choice, but the struggle to chomp certain foods is also real.
Hi Kira, I’m 54 and finished my Invisalign treatment for crossbite of my molars last year. The treatment phase took about 18 months (I was extremely diligent about always wearing my trays and rubber bands) and the results were amazing to me – I could finally really chew food! I didn’t care about anyone noticing my Invisalign- yes, you see it, but it’s not like metal braces. Go to an actual orthodontist instead of getting trays from an Internet company. One thing to consider is the possible pain you could be experiencing. My orthodontist hadn’t brought this up during the initial consultation, but there were times when my teeth and jaws hurt so much and I get such headaches that I almost thought about quitting. I stuck with it and am so glad to have done this for my oral health. My front teeth had always been pretty straight so the changes aren’t super noticeable, but they made a huge difference to me! Wishing you the best whatever you decide!
Seconding to get the Invisalign! I did it in my 40s and it was so worth it. It didn’t really affect my speech at all. As the other comment said you can see it, but it’s not super noticeable and it’s so common now that it’s not a big deal!
In the middle of invisalign right now! It looks great, no one one notices its there and the speech thing is extemely slight and inly in the beginning and not for everyone Because its my face and I know I felt like I could see it and at first I was like how do others not? and then a friend of mine got it too and I didn’t notice at all, I didn’t know until she said. So definitely one of those you think more about yourself things Its a bit if a pain you have to brush your teeth a lot! But it works really well – go for it!!
Thanks so much for your note Steph, and congrats on finishing treatment! Ooph, I hadn’t been factoring pain in at all… more to think on. But so glad to hear you are happy with the results!
like my short salt and pepper cropped afro (was going for full white hair by 60…..not quite there, maybe by 70!), I still have nice hands and feet, my legs are a bit too sturdy to be elegant, but they get the job done
Throwing this in there if you lean towards self-criticism first or have a hard time finding something you love about yourself. I want to offer this detail that has stayed with me. Over history, the beauty industry has spent trillions of marketing dollars to get you to part with your money. The research is psychologically pinpointed to a tee, specifically knowing exactly how to target your deepest insecurities, fears, and judgements. We know more about selling hope in a jar than we do about mental health! Through no fault of our own, our brains has been trained to look for the (perceived) problems first and compare it to a standard that doesn’t actually exist. Who sets that standard anyway, right?!! YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL JUST AS YOU ARE.
This reminds me of a question someone once suggested I ask myself when I am being self-critical: Who is profiting off of you feeling that way?
I think about this constantly, it the 80s and 90s it was more cruel, and now it is more about “do it for yourself!” Either way it’s about telling you what’s wrong with your looks to sell you a remedy, and it can be a downward spiral if I let it consume me
I can be my own worst critic (can’t we all) when it comes to how I appear to the world but I’ve always liked my blue eyes and that people tell me I resemble my late mom, who was so beautiful inside and out. Also my husband says I have an ass that just won’t quit!!! So there’s that too ;)
Somehow my boobs went from A cups to DDD cups and back to B cups with remarkable aplomb as I went through three pregnancies and a lot of breastfeeding. I still look at them in surprise, like they shouldn’t look this good after all of that!
This comment made me giggle! Love that your boobs are doing great but also the phrasing is A+
I am vain about my veins!!! Each and every time I give blood, the phlebotomist mentions what beautiful veins I have! It may be why I donate like clockwork every eight weeks (that and the free snacks!).
Wow that really is something to be proud about. Thank you for your blood donations!
Hi, Andrea! I donate to the Red Cross too, and they say i have beautiful veins (only on my right arm). My left arm is stingy lol.
Beautiful veins are a wonderful thing. I’m a nurse and when I was in my first year, I spent soooo much time oogling good veins in the grocery store line. 😅
“Vain about your veins” – as you should be! I was a nurse for many years and still “check out” people’s veins. Good for you!
I like that I’m tall, and I like my blue eyes and red hair (I color it now, cause I’m not quite ready to give in to the gray, not so much because I don’t like gray, but mostly because being a redhead is one of my defining features), and the nice big smile I have.
My eyebrows! They’re thick, dark, and a great shape.
My nose – button at the end like my moms, with a broad bump like my dads.
Indeed, you have very beautiful teeth Joanna! And this is coming from a dentist :) Due to my work I am primed to notice people’s teeth much more than others probably do. But I have also been trained to see them differently. I notice the little colour discrepancies within a tooth, shape alterations, alignment and how they fit in with facial features. It is the unique features which make teeth beautiful. Teeth give our appearance so much character! I cannot help myself from complimenting peoples teeth sometimes, and so often people are shocked, as what I admire they were insecure about. So just as a reminder to everyone, it’s the little imperfections and oddities which make smiles so enchanting. So chances are, if you’re self conscious about an imperfect smile, it actually is just the opposite.
Enchanting; I like it. Thank you for this. I have terrible “top teeth” and always smile with my mouth closed and laugh with one hand over my mouth. I’ve perfected the top lip mumble, so as to not expose those embarrassing top four teeth.
the bit in “heat” where al pacino hollers SHE’S GOT A GREAT ASS!!!! in his funny voice might as well be about me ;)
My body has changed so much since I had my daughter last year. Still getting used to it. I used to love my upper body since it was so strong due to working out so much. It’s not so defined at the moment. However, it is strong enough to hold my daughter close and carry her up our 3 flights of stairs every day. Heck, I carried a rocking glider up on my own last week. I am proud of my ablity to find the goodness in change.
I love my short, strong legs. When I was younger and on the cheerleading team, I used to envy the girls with long, lean legs flipping through cartwheels while I was always the base — the one throwing them into the air. Back then, I didn’t realize what a gift it was to be that foundation. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to appreciate the strength in my legs. They’ve carried my two kids on my hips and powered me through portages with a canoe and a heavy pack on my back. Even when I tore my ACL and needed surgery, the surgeon told me I was lucky. They had to pull a tendon from my hamstring to repair it, and he said I had such strong legs that there was plenty to work with. My recovery was swift and smooth. My legs have been my steady base all along and I love them.
This is so so beautiful.
I love my ability to whistle. I was really embarrassed to whistle in public when I was younger because I do it out of the side of my mouth rather than in the center, but now my son asks me to whistle all the time and thinks it is the COOLEST THING (my husband can’t do it) and I realized that who cares how I look when I do it!
I appreciate my lustrous hair (loads comments from friends, hairdressers, strangers). And I also acknowledge I feel less pressure in the summer due to my hairless armpits (Genetic fluke? Girlfriends ask how I get them so smooth, I don’t…) please don’t take this as anti-body hair. For example I let my lady garden grow wild and free. :) our body hair is nobody’s business but our own.
I also am naturally hair-free under my arms! I’m blonde and not particularly hirsute in general. You’re the first other person I’ve “met” with this same trait.
Yes, Lykke!! My thing was that I never grew hair on my arms or legs. I’m so pro-body hair too, though! It’s doing as it pleases elsewhere on my body, ha!
I love my smile! It’s easily the most common compliment I get. :)
I am genetically blessed with good hair. With a little effort, it generally cooperates and can hold whatever style for days and days. I think of it as my aesthetic superpower that helps me look put together even when I feel like the total opposite. It can be very Fleabag at her mother’s funeral: “No matter what I do with my hair it just keeps falling in this really chic way!” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6TBlaUD3ma4
I love that I have green eyes and am left handed. I love the color of my natural lips- no lipstick required. And I’ve always liked my athletic legs. An old lady, with a cane, told me that I had “sturdy legs” and I took that as a compliment ha
Fellow green-eyed, left-handed, sturdy-legged individual here!
my eyes. they are mostly a light blue grey but in the morning, they look more blue green (my mom has green eyes). the only downside is that i’m very sensitive to light so i wear sunglasses in a lot of photos otherwise i’m just squinting.
I spent years dying my brown hair blonde because a friend of mine growing up told me I had mousy brown hair. I’m 31now with three little boys; a brown hair brown eyed one, a blonde hair blue eyed one, and a red hair green eyed one. As I’ve tousled their hair before bed, seen the sunlight in their eyes as they watch a plane fly overhead, and matched their Sunday outfits to their individual coloring; slowly and all at once I began to see myself as I see them. My hair is brown now. Turns out it isn’t mousy, Michelle! In fact, it’s a little golden. A nod to my mother’s red. It’s the color of tree trunks and the rich dirt after a summer rainstorm. It’s harmonious with warm greens and blues and creams. Most importantly, it’s mine.
Your three mismatched but perfectly complementary baby boys sound so dreamy!! Love your comment, and your writing.
because a friend of mine growing up told me I had mousy brown hair. I’m 31now with three little boys; a brown hair brown eyed one, a blonde hair blue eyed one, and a red hair green eyed one. As I’ve tousled their hair before bed, seen the sunlight in their eyes as they watch a plane fly overhead, and matched their Sunday outfits to their individual coloring; slowly and all at once I began to see myself as I see them. My hair is brown now. Turns out it isn’t mousy, Michelle! In fact, it’s a little golden. A nod to my mother’s red. It’s the color of tree trunks and the rich dirt after a summer rainstorm. It’s harmonious with warm greens and blues and creams. Most importantly, it’s mine.
I have some EXCELLENT eyelashes. They’re so long but blonde toward the end, so when I put on mascara they really pop! I feel so put together and lovely every time I do (or when I get them tinted)!
My big curly hair!
Same! Were you constantly told that “some people have to pay for that, you know!” too??