be mine, be myself

Clifford the big read coat: vintage (similar) (similar)
jeans: madewell
boots: vintage (similar)

turtleneck: muji (similar) 

Sometimes I grow weary of the constant scrutinization of myself. "I wish I had more here and less here" "I wish I was taller" "I wish I was thinner" "I wish I looked like one of those off-duty model types" "I wish I was more confident in what I got" "I wish I had 8 million readers and a deal with blank magazine" But I eventually had to say "ENOUGH IS ENOUGH"

And simply put, I am enough. No I'm not that tall (though turns out I'm taller than like half of all the blogger/models) My thighs touch, and heck I really like donuts so I don't think they are gonna stop touching, (even when my mom was a size 0 her thigh touched, in fact she finds this whole thigh gap phenomena a bit odd cuz "back in her day...") I know lots of you say you love my hair, but even I dream of having her hair or her hair. But I am beautiful the way I am. I'm learning to silence the voice that says "you're not good enough" and simply listen to the one that says "you are enough" whether I am a size 6-18 because depending on the day I'm at least one of those sizes within the same week. I'm done judging myself. I'm done critiquing myself. Because if I don't love myself, who will?