The Rise of Self-Love

Bursting the Bubble, Lifestyle/Personal, Products and Brands

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I received a press-release recently about Triumph’s Beauty-Full collection. I don’t purchase underwear or lingerie all that often, so this press release fell short for me in actually purchasing anything from Triumph. What didn’t get lost on me was the fact that sometime in the last year or so, the definition of beauty has changed from being thin to being in love with your skin.

I love how little I hear about wanting to be skinny, about losing weight. I love that it’s more about being healthy and eating the right food. I love that there are women out there like the owners of The Store On Queen who emulate health, confidence, and beauty regardless of weight or size. I love that celebrities like Kelly Clarkson, Demi Lovato, Pink, Selena Gomez, Lady Gaga, and Lena Dunham are dismissing body-shamers and spreading love, light, and self-worth.

I love that my generation and the younger generation (from what my narrow little brown eyes have seen) have snubbed the notion that being thin is equivalent to being beautiful. I love going to the mall and seeing young women of all shapes and sizes trying on clothes and walking around with their heads held high. I know that there are tonnes of wicked and sad things going on in the world, but I also know that good things will only happen if we build ourselves up rather than cut ourselves down.

“To lose confidence in one’s body is to lose confidence in oneself.”  ― Simone de Beauvoir

Love Always,

Vanessa Xo

*Photo from: Lotus Leaf*

The most important promises are the ones you make to yourself

Just for Fun, Lifestyle/Personal

I’ve made promises to people and kept them; I’ve also made promises to people and not kept them. I’ve pinky-promised, pinky-swore, and crossed my heart and hoped to die, stuck a needle in my eye (didn’t realize how disturbing that ‘poem’ is until now).

The most important promises I’ve ever made (and kept) have been to myself. I write lists upon lists of promises to myself, of things do, of places to go, of new things to try, of books to read, and of novels to write. I’ve also made promises inside my head (but I ain’t crazayyy) of the woman I want to be, the person I want to become.

Have I kept those promises?

My heart says that I haven’t, not always, and not to the best of my ability. My head says I’m still young and there is plenty of time to change or to stay the same. They both agree that I can become the person I’ve always aspired to be, I just need to put in a little more elbow-grease.

My head and my heart are screaming,

 “VANESSA, DON’T MAKE PROMISES YOU DON’T INTEND TO KEEP!” 

Love Always
Vanessa Xo