Real Me Monday


I don't know about you, but the near constant flow of picture perfect posts on my feeds every day begins to wear down on me and my positive vibes sometimes. I know that few people look as perfect going through their days as they do in the photos they post, but sometimes it's hard to feel it -- you know? I thought about this today as I was about to stand up extra straight, suck in my stomach and straighten out my shirt to create the momentary illusion of a smooth silhouette for today's Look of the Day selfie. I also thought about the fact that this skirt would probably give me a muffin top when I sit in class and that I'd be tugging my top down all day. I thought about how people's comments about how good I look on my Instagram feed kind of feel like when my now-husband would tell me that I "always look beautiful" right when we started dating and he'd never seen me looking anything but my best. 

I always do look beautiful, lumps and bumps and all, but it feels kind of hypocritical to say that and talk about positive body image, while constantly posting images of myself in which I'm carefully primped and primed and posed just so. And so, this morning I took a deep breath and then... I let it out. I slouched a little. I stood just so, so that you could see me in a way that's usually reserved for behind the scenes and hundreds of deleted iPhone photos, lumps and bumps and all. To me, the contrast between these two photos is striking, and yet the only difference is my posture and maybe the camera angle. Really. 

The point of this post is not to say that you just need to stand up straight to get rid of lumps and bumps, but to show that there are different sides to everyone that you don't always get to see. It's also a small effort towards normalizing the lumps and bumps and "imperfections" that almost everyone has. I'll likely continue to stand up a little straighter and smooth myself out before taking my outfit selfies, but I thought a change of perspective was in order, if even for one day.