I was sitting on my couch a couple of weeks ago doing a little online shopping when I heard my husband holler at me from our bedroom. He said, "Hey babe, did you know that the Victoria's Secret fashion show is on?" I said, "Yes, why?" Jud said, "Oh I thought you may want to watch it...it's kind of gross though, all I see is ribs." I laughed and then thought to myself, "I am so glad my husband likes a woman with meat on her bones". After I got some of my shopping done, I checked facebook (I know, I'm addicted) and I swear every status I saw was about the Victoria's Secret fashion show. Some of the statuses I saw said things like...
"I want to be an angel."
"Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, thanks for the confidence boost."
"Watching the VS fashion show...I'm never going to eat again."
"Watching the Victoria's Secret fashion and I really need to hit the gym."
After reading those status updates, I was pretty sad that women actually compare themselves to Supermodels. I mean, come on... Those women come from all over the world and they are few and far in between. According to Victoria's Secret Chief Marketing Officer Edward Razik, fewer than 100 women in the world have the potential to be a Victoria's Secret model. To be a Victoria's Secret Angel you have to be at least 5'8" and your measurements have to be 34-24-34, or smaller. Not only do the models have to meet these specific size requirements, they must have specific facial features such as full lips, a small nose, and high cheekbones. So unless you possess all of the above...forget about it. If you do, call me...I'll be your manager. ;)
Seriously though, why are women so obsessed with being so freakin' perfect? I mean, I am guilty myself. I have been so fixated on my imperfections, that I can't even appreciate what God has blessed me with.
When I turned 26 I got so obsessed with aging... I looked in the mirror one morning and felt the urgent need to get botox and juvederm. True story...I googled everything there is to know about both. I got over it though...after I realized I was too broke to fix my face. Ha! So, I learned to love every wrinkle and every line and now I like to think they tell a story. I will admit though that I spend about 15 mintues a night exfoliating and applying serums and moisturizer, because I don't want my face to be a open book. ;)
But now, lets focus on my best feature... how about my 34A chest? Yes, thank you Lord for blessing me with boobs... Oh wait.... that was my mom and sister you gave those to. Totally skipped me. I can laugh about the fact that there are 12 year olds with bigger breasts than me. It doesn't really bother me much...I am athletic, I'm a dancer...those would just get in the way.
Ok, ok...enough joking around and completely embarrassing myself. The point I'm trying to make is... we all have imperfections and we all have things that we don't like about ourselves. I'm willing to bet a million dollars that even those Victoria's Secret Angels don't always look in the mirror and like what they see. They have their insecurities just like everyone else in this world...not to mention they are probably really hungry. So, I say... Let's stop obsessing. Let's stop comparing. Let's stop wanting to be someone or something we are not. Instead, let's focus on what we LOVE about ourselves. Let's focus on letting our beauty shine from the inside out by serving our God who made us and loves us...just the way we are!
"People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within."
Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
"Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting".
Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Imperfections is beauty. Madness is genius. It is better to be absolutely ridiculous, than absolutely boring."
Marilyn Monroe
Brittany
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