When was the last time you looked in the mirror and were a 100% happy with everything you saw. Can’t remember? Yeah…me neither. In fact, I don’t think it ever happened. But it’s ok. Even super models have a hard time making peace with their own bodies, so why would it be any easier for us ordinary people?
The trick is to realize that we all have flaws, some seeming bigger, some smaller, and chances are that other people don’t even notice them, unless we specifically point them out of course. One day I hate my thighs, the next day it’s my nose…depending on whether I looked at pictures of Iza Goulart or Angelina Jolie before I inspected my own mirror image.
It’s difficult to keep in mind that we are exposed to thousands of photoshopped pictures every day and to remember that a lot of what we see isn’t in fact real or only part of reality. Social media create a great platform for people to share snippets of their lives with the rest of the world. What they share is up to them. So what we see on Instagram and co. is usually just an idealised image of the world somebody actually lives in…pictures are staged and by far not all moments genuine or shared. Even #nomakeup and #nofilter selfies never tell the whole truth….trust me, I’m talking from experience 😉
Speaking of selfies. A while back I posted the above selfie on Instagram. I used an app called Facetune to smooth out my skin and enlarge my eyes a little. As you can see my face is glowing, and my skin looks absolutely flawless. My caption indicated the trickery I was exposing my followers to, but not everyone read it or knew what Facetune was. I got a lot of surprising comments about my flawless beauty that I had neither anticipated nor wished for…I just wanted others to see how easy it was to create false beauty, but I guess my picture didn’t have the intended effect. It seems like we, especially us women, find it much easier to accept other people’s beauty and reject our own than to scrutinize the images we are exposed to.
In addition, thousands of personal trainers on Instagram tell us that we have to look a certain way or strive for a certain body image to be beautiful and healthy, when actually taking obsessive control over our own bodies isn’t always so healthy, and can be a sign or lead to very low self-esteem.
Until about a year ago I wouldn’t let anybody take my picture. I literally thought I was the least photogenic person on this planet. My blog, however, has taught me to actually love my pictures and find them surprisingly beautiful. Not all of them of course – some angles work better than others – but it’s incredible how much easier I now find it to accept my flaws and see the beauty hidden behind them. So I guess what I want to say is that it can be tough accepting your body the way it is (especially after comparing it with that of super models – not that any woman should do that in the first place), but it is totally worth it to stay critical of the seemingly perfect pictures you are exposed to on a daily basis and realise how much more beautiful our little flaws actually make us.