Thursday, June 23, 2011
living reflections from a dream
headband: pac sun
necklace: gift from my lovely sister
After enjoying a wonderful meal with Tony at a local pizzeria, I paid the bill and got up to leave. As I reached the door, I noticed a table of 6 older women staring at me. I paused and looked down to see if I got pizza sauce on my shirt. After seeing no obvious blemish I became quite perplexed. Confused, I smiled at them and turned to leave. As I turned, I heard one woman not-so-discreetly mutter to the woman next to her, "My gosh, could you get any skinnier?" I turned around and saw the other woman shaking her head judgmentally. I heard other whispers from the other women which I couldn't quite make out, but I did pick up words like "anorexic". As I exited the pizzeria and walked down the street, I was absolutely flabbergasted by these comments. I mean, they had just sat three tables away while I stuffed my mouth full of pizza, how could they possibly believe that I was anorexic?
I am very proud of my body and I take very good care of myself and my health. However, when I was younger I was embarrassed that the other girls my age had much more shapely figures then I did. Now that I am in college, I have come to terms with what I was born with, but comments that imply that there is something wrong with me still bother me somewhat.
Sorry for the rant, but it was on my mind. In this outfit of the day I am introducing my favorite shorts. =)