So, I promised I would do the 30 days of truth. I didn't necessarily promise I would do 30 CONSECUTIVE days of truth... but as I sit, feeding my son and typing with one hand, I feel like I deserve a bit of slack.
Alright, well, something I love about myself.... it's so easy to pick out my faults, what I don't like about myself, but to think about what I do like is a bit harder.
I suppose physically I would have to say that I love my eyes. Something about them just seems to pierce right through photographs. I guess it's my ability to "smize" as Tyra Banks puts it on America's Next Top Model. I can smile with my eyes. No matter how much weight I gain I can always feel beautiful because of that.
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