No, I’m not a doctor I’m just your average female who wants to be beautiful. I don’t even want to be skinny. I’m not even sure if it’s genetically possible to be skinny or slim. All or at least most of the women in my family are thick, not fat, but we have meat on our bones. And I’m lovin every curve on my body.
But is it beautiful? What is beautiful and how do we acquire beauty, true beauty? Is it internal? Is it in the clothes we wear or our hair? How about our eye color? All of these factors can play a role in what we define as beauty. I guess I’m going to search and find this beauty. Maybe I’ll wake up tomorrow morning, and see it in the mirror, only to lose it the moment I walk out of my front doors…
When I look in the mirror I can see age spots. My husband calls them freckles; they lay a little beneath my eyes and sit at the top of my cheekbones. I don’t remember having them, which is why I call them age spots.
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