I think stretch marks, freckles, scars, birth marks, fat rolls, love handles, curves, dimples – or any other ‘flaws’, are all absolutely awesome.
They are our body art. They make us who we are and they tell our story, if anyone should care to read them.
Whoever decided stretch marks were ‘flaws’, haven’t seen how they shimmer in the sunlight. They are like sequins on our otherwise plain skin.
The way freckles cluster together into beautiful shapes and the beauty of those dimples at the base of a spine.
The majesty of a curvy bottom and the joyous feel of flesh against flesh.
Embrace your flaws. See beneath the societal ‘norm’ and stick up two fingers to those who believe you have to be the same to be beautiful.
What a lot of rubbish.
Be you, life would be so very drab if we were all the same.
Set the new standards of society, let’s rewrite the rules and redefine what flaws even are.
Let’s make it better for the girls growing up today.