I Think You're Beautiful
Thursday, July 25, 2013
This is an open letter to anyone out there that doesn’t wear bathing suits because they think they are too unattractive, to anyone that feels self-conscious shopping for clothes at the mall, to anyone who is punishing themselves mentally because they aren’t a certain dress size, to anyone who is preoccupied with how much they think they’re jiggling at the gym, to anyone who thinks I’m staring at your cellulite or hairy legs or “weird ears” or whatever it is you think I’m staring at and finding objectionable.
I think you’re beautiful.
I’m not writing on behalf of anyone else, this is just from me to you. I wanted to write to you because maybe you are making me the reason you don’t feel like you’re allowed to wear what you like or be seen enjoying your life. I want to tell you that’s not true. I love it when you’re happy and I want you to be able to do whatever makes you happy. Come to my ballet class, come sit next to me on the bus, come hang out at the pool. Every body is a bikini body.
If you have goals to change the way you look then I will support you. I don’t have a stake in it—it’s your body and your life! But don’t do it for me, because I think you look perfect the way you are right now. If you are changing things up to improve in other ways, or correct some bad things that are happening in your life, then I support you in these goals too, because I do want you to be happy and healthy, and you know what it’s going to take for you to get there—not me.
I don’t think any part of your body is ugly. To me it’s the product of a scientific miracle, an object of function and humanness, a uniquely imperfect testament to your life and your ancestors’ lives… and those are pretty beautiful things.
Thanks for being here and for thinking your nicest thoughts about my body too, whenever you can. It makes a difference to both of us.