|My thick thighs!|
When I look at photos from when I was 14 and 15, I realize that my body was beautiful. My thighs were long and strong. They fit my body. I had an athletic build. I wish I had know how lovely I was back then. I would have saved myself a lot of anguish and let myself experience more of life. It’s been a long time coming, but I am arriving at a place of self-acceptance with my body today. This past weekend, while I was relaxing at home in a colorful mu-mu, I crossed my thick legs and stared at them for a while. They are still lovely after all these years, and I weigh much more than I did then. There are plenty of great reasons to admire these gams, and here are just a few:
2. They are soft and cuddly–just ask my hubby.
3. My thighs look damn good in jeans, especially skinny jeans.
4. I don’t have hair on my thighs–it simply doesn’t grow there. So I don’t have to shave them–EVER. Lucky me!
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