Do you hate it when men look at your breasts when they first meet you, rather than your eyes or your smile? My newest blog post is just about that -- how female breasts went from being revered maternal objects of survival to sexualized and caricatured versions of femininity.
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Padded Bras and Breast Obsession @… Continue
Added by Marina DelVecchio on September 22, 2010 at 6:30am —
I had been losing this battle since I was 8. The battle's location? My mind. The battle's name? Heather against Herself (i.e., poor self esteem, low self image). I finally got ticked & sick of being defenseless on this battlefield--and worse--losing. So I sought God on how I could be a better warrior when this battle flares. And with endless love… Continue
Added by LeadHership on August 3, 2010 at 7:48pm —
When it comes to our looks and bodies I am sure there is something we all would like to change about ourselves. In the day and age that we are currently living almost anything is possible. If you want a smaller nose...read more here
Added by MyMomfessions on March 4, 2010 at 6:42pm —
Yesterday I slathered on sunless tanner (ahem, review purposes). I even dressed up a bit. OK, so I basically picked out a button-down shirt and ironed it, but I totally did my hair and make-up and wore cute shoes. Even accessories. For just me. It's like I'm back despite my three inch roots. I'm trying to hold on to who I was before I got pregnant this third time, because I swear this third pregnancy really wants to see me in sweats, worn out yoga pants and a ratty t-shirt on a daily basis. It… Continue
Added by Victoria Mason on March 4, 2010 at 9:13am —
I am a Mommy, first and foremost. It's a fact of my life. I love it. I chose it. This is not something that I got trapped into, this was something that I intentionally chose, in fact, it was one of my loftiest aspirations. I used to be a daughter and sister, then a wife, then a Mommy. Somewhere in there, for a brief fleeting moment, I got to be "Debi". I remember that girl, I liked her. She was a lot like me but had absolutely no real ramifications for her behavior. It was awesome. It was pre… Continue
Added by Deborah A Cruz-Beck on January 11, 2010 at 7:13pm —
Earlier today I am getting ready to take my girls to one of their classmates birthday parties, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I reflect on something ( excuse the pun) that just hit me like a ton of bricks. Who am I primping for? Who am I blowing out my hair, curling my eyelashes, smudging my eyeliner for? Well, its not my husband because he is at work and by the time he sees this lovely masterpiece, lets face it, it will look like it has sat out in the rain overnight. It's surely… Continue
Added by Deborah A Cruz-Beck on January 11, 2010 at 7:10pm —
Two years and two months is a funny age. She is an amusing mixture- part baby and part little girl. She has just discovered what feeling “pretty” means. I thing that down deep every girl wants to feel pretty one time or another. We’ve just noticed that when she hears daddy coming home, she will run to put something fancy in her hair or put on a nice, clean outfit. She always meets daddy at the door with such enthusiasm. He scoops her up and tells… Continue
Added by pineapple princess on October 10, 2009 at 8:00pm —
I hate to admit this, but I'm feeling guilty so I'd better share it with the world (or my few followers). I skipped my workout today. There it is. I said it. Let everyone know I am a lazy slob. How did I get to this foreign place of feeling anxiety over a missed workout? It was a long road, I tell you. A long, sweaty, arm-pitty road.
Read about how I went from being a non-work-out mom to a gotta-work-out mom here:
Added by ajm on September 27, 2009 at 9:14am —
If anyone is curious, I have posted a tutorial on a simple image transfer technique at ArtSnark.blogspot.com
Uses packing tape, a laser print on cheap paper, colored pencils, inked rubber stamp & gloss medium on a white marble tile.
Added by Stacey Merrill (ArtSnark) on August 31, 2009 at 11:16pm —
"Do you want to come swimming with us?" my kids asked a few days ago on a beautiful, sunny, warm Seattle day (we do get those once in awhile).
It's astonishing how many thoughts can flit through someone's mind in the space of a couple of seconds.
I recently wrote an article titled, 'Bikini season almost here - are your daughters… Continue
Added by Maria Christensen on June 25, 2009 at 1:54am —
I only stuffed my bra once.
Not bad for someone who for all of Junior High was mercilessly teased as being a carpenter's dream
(flat as a board) in home room every day.
But growing up, these things certainly have their impact. Now, I didn't really care. I was one of those girls that was someone embarrassed of "growing… Continue
Added by KiKi Walter on April 6, 2009 at 12:49am —
A Letter of Thanks.
Dear body, dear friend, dear vessel of life, love and being. It was not always that I could look on you with such awe and gratitude. You once were just a body, not loved, not hated, just occupied. But in the past five years, you have shown me you are many things. You are a temple to be worshiped at by my husband, a source of loss and grief for to our family for those pregnancies that did not make it, a champion and tribute to perseverance and, above all else, the… Continue
Added by April on September 24, 2008 at 7:11am —