I started noticing grays in my late 20s. I would feverishly try to cover them.
I never quite understood why they only appeared at the front of my head, framing my face.
Once I hit 30 my hips spread quickly and I agonized about all the weight I felt I was gaining.
I got so frustrated with buying jeans and pants because I never could find my size.
I was disappointed when my vision of my pant size did not match what would actually fit in the fitting room.
I had to reshape my thought process.
I rediscovered how much I enjoy my curves, dimples, skin and features.
I realized how much I love me.
The love you show for yourself can shift minds.
It’s powerful. Embrace it.