Posts tagged beautiful
Posts tagged beautiful
Joeie and I have been seeing a lot of negative “weight” pictures with people writing words like worthless, stupid, ugly, fat, and horrible on them.
We decided to do the same but with a positive message.
People can’t tell what kind of person you are, who you care about, what you’re interested in, who you love. They don’t know what you’ve done or what you’ve been through.
Their opinions are so silly and blind that they don’t even deserve to be heard.
This is how someone who loves you sees you, and there are always people who love you.
“Sweet, Smart, Nice, Talented, Loving, Brave, Generous, Gorgeous, Kind, Perfect, Caring, Beautiful, Funny, Sensitive, Patient, Charitable, Fun, Amazing”
..and we gave him a heart on the outside to remind you he has a heart on the inside.
This goes for you too ladies.
Lastly, we wrote “human” because no matter what you think about anyone, they matter and they have the capabilities of anyone you’ve ever known,
so be kind.
so my good friend Jennie took these pictures of me today and they were really inspiring. im so excited because, for once, i was happy with the fact that im a bigger build. im proud to be a chub. this is my life and the only one i have, so why am i going to sit here and waste time being miserable just to fit societies standards of beauty?
I read a quote at some point, that said that fat girls who love themselves scare the shit out of people who don’t. I think that is very true. My friends say I am surprisingly “self pleased” (English language lacks a word here! This was the best translation I could come up with), because, surprise surprise, I don’t hate myself. I love me! I am awesome! In fact, I think all people are awesome. I could easily see plenty of reasons why they are beautiful, amazing people! I love life and the people in it.
I think I’ve almost always had a very positive look on life: as a young teen, many teachers and family members would say independently of each other that I “rest within myself”: I don’t struggle with myself, never really have. Sure, there are plenty of things that are changing all the time within me, but it doesn’t drain me of my love of life.
I think part of the reason I am so positive, is that I don’t let myself miss out. I am fat, so? Doesn’t mean I can’t flirt with attractive men at parties. Doesn’t mean I can’t dance like crazy at the club. Doesn’t mean that I can’t sunbathe at the public beach.
At graduation, as pictured above (hence the hats) there are two traditions that I know a lot of people were surpised a fat girl like me participated in. Heck, I was even a bit surprised! One is pictured above: All 450ish graduates go to this fountain and dance around it, in it, on top of it. To get to the top is a bit of a climb, and I therefore settled for dancing on one of the lower levels, simply because I didn’t think I would be able to pull my fat body up there. But then my friends, who are used to me never missing out, used to that I am always center when we have a silly fun time, they thought that of course I should be up at the highest level of the fountain, and helped me up there. Of course I shouldn’t miss out!
The support of my friends, meant that I had no doubts when it came to the second tradition: Skinny dipping in the harbour. And I can add, I live in a harbour city, meaning the harbour is in the middle of town. And it was daytime. But, off with the dress, and in we went, no second thoughts! And again, people who knew we weren’t surprised, and people who didn’t (or even those who do, but continue to see me as a “selfhating fat girl”, because surely, that is what all fat girls ought to be like?), could hardly believe their eyes. “Was that a naked fat girl, joining in with her longtime friends in a tradition that has nothing to do with size or shape of bodies?”
Yesterday, some old friends invited me to a beach party. I remembered that they had also invited me 3 years ago, and I had said no, because I didn’t want them to see me in a bathing suit. I was taken aback, I could hardly recongize that person! And I even know I was still a happy-go-lucky person then, even though I was still unsure of my body. So if I can go from feeling good, to feeling awesome in 3 years, what might the future hold? I can only look forward to it (:
So that was my little tale, of how I feel about myself and the world ;)
Denmark, size can be anywhere from EU size 44 to 54.
Heya! I’m Tiara, Bangladeshi parentage and Malaysian origin, currently based in SF Bay Area in the US. I grew up in a climate of intense racism against Bangladeshis in Malaysia and people would find every excuse to find fault with Bangladeshis. Skin colour was a common thing: I was dark, therefore I was ugly, therefore I could not be trusted. Sometimes I’d be called “hitam manis” (sweet black), but it took on a vibe closer to a slur, and usually people just skipped straight to the more potent slurs - “Bangla” or “keling” (a slur directed towards dark-skinned South Asians, about as bad as n*****).
Shadeism is rife in Malaysia, and overtly so. Every beauty product has skin lightening properties (I don’t know if any of them worked). Dark meant evil, dirty, uncouth, untrustworthy, low class, disgusting. I worked in the media for a while but could never get an onscreen role because again, too dark.
I moved to Australia in 2006 and it was interesting to note that in some ways the skin colour pressure is less overt. If anything my skin colour gets exotified - “oh I wish I could tan like you!” or comparison to various sweets. But it’s still hard to get taken seriously while brown - people ask me constantly “where are you from?” as if I am some space alien and then they dispute my answer! They are surprised I speak English! (I did get an onscreen TV role surprisingly, yay Australia Network). I’ve been doing burlesque for a while and I do get quite a few people sayjng I’m too brown hairy fat ugly to bare myself. Screw them.
The picture is in response to a Brisbane based lingerie company that hosted a photo competition & model search. Amongst their criteria was that the model should be a “classic beauty” and specifically mentioned pale white skin. It took them a while to realize how racist their criteria was, but even now there are no brown models.
Submitted by Creatrix Tiara
Your body is the coolest thing that you own.
Do you disagree? Before you do, bear with me. Let’s say for a minute that it is indeed the number one coolest thing that you own, hands down.
Now, think about the second coolest thing you own.
Maybe it’s your iPad. Maybe it’s your car. Maybe it’s your house.
Your iPad has some REALLY awesome features. You’re probably addicted to it and take it wherever you go.
Your house has doors and a toilet. A place to put your poop so you don’t have to deal with that mess. Yup, gross.
Your car gets you from point A to B, and if you’re lucky, without breaking down. Maybe it even gets good gas mileage!
Do you like it? That second awesome thing we thought of, do you like it at all? Do you even love it?
My second coolest thing that I own (excluding my wheelchair, it’s my legs), is probably my bed. It’s super comfy and if it was socially acceptable, I’d live in it. I’m in love with my bed, and it loves me too. It never wants me to leave.
As awesome as that bed..or iPad..or toilet is, it’s still numero dos. No matter how hard you try to convince me that it’s not, I’ll disagree with you.
Your body is the reason you’re able to enjoy any of these things.
It’s really cliche’, but it’s your greatest gift. It let’s you feel, maybe see awesome things, maybe hear awesome things. We use it to communicate. It’s portable. It’s affected by gravity, so we can stay in one place. It let’s us have fun and enjoy things. It participates in creating other bodies, which is mind-blowing.
Your body is unbelievably adaptive. It was made to conquer all obstacles. Hell, you’re still here, I know you’ve made it through something.
Not only is your body growing physically, but your mind is adapting as well. You’re learning all the time and things are changing, whether you can see it right now or not. This body that you own, not only was it born awesome, but it keeps getting more and more awesome if you take the time to allow it to do so. Also mind-blowing.
No matter how hard it is for you to do any of these basic functions, or wait for change, your body is STILL the greatest thing you own.
Myself, for instance, I have a “disabled” body.
I can’t walk. I can’t lift my arms above my head. I can’t use the bathroom by myself. I can’t cook. I can’t drive. I can’t climb. Some days it’s hard for me to breathe. Some days, it’s hard for me to hold my head up and keep balance.
Granted, I am blessed with hearing, sight, feeling. That’s awesome. So freaking awesome.
Even so, my body is nowhere near ‘perfect’. Who’s really is? Just because my body can do a few awesome things doesn’t mean it looks great, right?
I mean, my teeth are disgusting, I lack dental insurance. My spine won’t grow any taller, there’s a titanium rod in it. My belly sticks out farther than I’d like. I have hardly any boobs. My arms are like twigs. My nose is kinda big. My lips are small. My shoulders are bony. I have scars. I have chubby thighs. The list goes on, really.
The thing is though, this body is mine.
I could waste some money on surgeries and products to try to change it, but I’ll still be left with myself. I won’t be that super model. I won’t be anyone else.
And my body will still be the most awesome thing that I own.
I don’t care what it looks like, it’s still mine.
I don’t care what it looks like, I can still see it.
I don’t care what it looks like, I can still feel.
I don’t care what it looks like, my mind is still growing.
I don’t care what it looks like, there’s still nothing like it.
There is nothing like your body, and I promise you, that alone makes it beautiful.
Stop comparing yourself, you will never be like anyone else in the long-run.
Trust me, I know how hard it is. Depression can eat away at you. I’ve been there before, and I know it’s not easy. But you’ve still got so far to go emotionally, that your body image isn’t going to matter. It’s not the source of your happiness, even if you tricked yourself into believing that. Imagine how unhappy you’d be if you couldn’t do any of these awesome things I’ve been talking about.
We’re all going to either die young or become old and wrinkly, anyway.
Go take a walk around a hospice for awhile, I bet you won’t hear anyone saying “Man, if my nose was just a little different.”
“If I was a bit thinner.”
No. That doesn’t matter anymore, and honestly, it doesn’t now.
So why hate the very most awesome thing that let’s you enjoy life and is the root to everything else you experience? Why place anything on earth above that?
Go out and do something that makes you happy, because you can. Because your body is here and allowing you to. Because you’re an awesome person anyway.
Regardless of all of this, I bet you’re extremely aesthetically pleasing, and adorable. It’s never as bad as you make it out to be.
I love you.
This weekend I hosted a party at my house for 7 young girls who were 14 heading into high school in the fall.
I did this because I went through a lot of self hatred, self harm, an bad relationship, all on top of school work and it was really, really hard. So I wanted to have a night to be real and hang out with these girls and give them some advice on how to better love themselves and have a better high school experience…
It was wonderful! They all loved it and want to do it again, and they really loved being able to talk about issues that were pressing on them and frustrated them.
But at the same time it was also sad, because every single one of these 7 girls was upset about some aspect of their bodies, their stomachs weren’t flat enough, their eyes were too far apart, they looked to young, they had ugly hair, they hated their chests… The list could go on and on, and it’s so sad that this is the case for almost every girl I know at this age.
Girls, I write this to you today to say:
You are beautiful, you are worthy of all the love you receive and you are worthy of so much more than even that!
Your stomachs are beautiful at any size, your eyes are gorgeous, your hair is wonderful, you, yes you… are AHMAYZINGGGGGGG!
Take time to work on your heart and your mind, and in time you will be able to see this on a daily basis.
You. Are. Wonderful.
22. Size 22. 305 lbs.
“If a size 2 is beautiful, than my size 22 must be glorious!”
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Have a beautiful day- Katie
Have you ever noticed that you find out new things about yourself good or bad when you step out of your comfort zone, willingly or forced?
Trying a new dish at a restaurant may have you excited and falling into a sashimi craze, plucking up the courage to talk to someone new may be an opening for an amazing friendship?
I think the best part of growing is taking risks with ourselves to push and see how far we’ll go, but also how it will help us as well.
For the longest time I’ve pondered the idea of shaving my head and tomorrow is finally the day that I take the plunge and cut it all off!
I’ve decided to do this as a final act of self discovery for myself for the past year. I’ve learned how to accept my body in all of its forms, lazy saturdays eating chips Katie, to bikini Katie, to any Katie ever. Which was something that I couldn’t have ever dreamed of before finding SHYB or all of the other sites and friends I’ve made online! I was accepted as an admin on this site which is so wonderful and has taught me so much about myself and I’m so happy to be apart of it. This is just one more step of finding out something new lying under this skin :)
I’m trying to slowly break the mould of beauty by showing the world that long locks, or any locks at all don’t have to define your beauty, you are stunning regardless! LOOK AT NATALIE PORTMAN FOR GODSAKE! The chick is stunning as fuck, and I personally think shes hotter bald than any other style she’s rocked!
I know it’s not for everyone, but I’m just so excited!
Tomorrow I’ll update you all with the pics and the initial feelings of baldness, so excited!
TA TA FOR NOW! <3
They just recently made a post that screams help me, they are hurting terribly and I am calling upon the forces of all you beautiful people of SHYB to go and send them countless messages of love and encouragement!
SPREAD THE LOVE GUYS! It’s valentines day, finish the night off knowing you put love where it counts, toward saving a life <3
We have the power to change things you guys, tumblr has proven that time and time again!
And though it is supposed to be a time of family, love and happiness… It often gets tainted by the losses we suffer as we get older…
I believe this is why many of us tend to lose the spirit as we age, because we lose sight of the goodness at this time, and let the sadness and darkness plague our minds and taint our thoughts and make excuses for our Bah Humbug attitudes.
We lose loved ones, we lose hope, we lose courage, we lose strength, we lose ourselves in the constant battle with out individuality and constantly find ourselves wandering this path run by power hungry people who control the media, and our thoughts and our pain.
We are constantly told we’re not good enough, year after year, time after time… It is the reason so many of us wish for makeup for christmas, a razor, shampoo, sweet smelling soaps…etc
This year I wish that every single one of us, can not only be thankful for the love of our families, and the wonderful gifts that we’ve received…
But also for the skin that we’re so lovingly wrapped in, the skin that takes us on our way through life, fighting every battle, walking through every storm.
Thank your body today, and love it. Because it sure as hell has loved you.
Happy Holiday’s Everyone, Love Always; Katie
Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes, and personality is the same. Everyone is different, beautiful, unique and special and this photo shoot was done to prove just that!
Negativity will NOT HOLD US DOWN, WILL NOT TEAR AWAY OUR DREAMS, WILL NOT DESTROY US. WE WILL RISE ABOVE BULLYING, SELF HATE and WHAT THE MEDIA TELLS US TO BELIEVE!
SHOWHERSHESWONDERFUL- PLEDGE WITH ME
This world needs to see that we are standing above all the hate! Love yourselves, you are so amazing and so wonderful and SO WORTH THE LOVE.
Never doubt your dreams, or your loves or your passions.
You are capable of reaching for your dreams!!!!!
I love my chub. Stop Hating Your Body.
i go to the university of memphis, and walking home from my class this evening, i saw these signs. i’m sure there’s more all over campus but these are the ones i saw. it really hurt my heart reading them. because i know i’ve had major self esteem issues in my life, and i’m sure most of you have too. we’ve all been there and we all know how it feels. the one that really got my attention was the one about how girl’s self esteem peaks at age 9. and i thought ‘that can’t be accurate…’ but then i thought about it, and i’ve felt self conscience about my body/face as little as second grade. that’s about 8/9 years old. i just hate this. everyone deserves to feel beautiful. no matter what gender, weight, height, hair color, skin color, OR ANYTHING. we’re all people, we all have feelings, and we’re all beautiful.
It’s Katie (a moderator). I’m back again. And I’m good.
Trigger Warning: depression
I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything substantial on here, and this is due to the fact that I’ve been dealing with my depression again recently and it really hit me hard.
For some reason I felt that leaving for university would mean that I was leaving all of my problems behind me, that because those who I thought were my only triggers were still at home 2 hours away, that I’d be better and fine while at school.
Needless to say I was mistaken.
Depression and all of the unpleasant things that come along with that for me will never fully go away until I confront everything I’m dealing with head on. I think the biggest hardship I have with this is allowing the bullying I endured throughout my childhood and adolescence from family, “friends, and others to continue to effect me.
I’m 18 years old.
I’m on my own, I’m making a fresh start, and I’m letting some remarks that 10 year olds said to me bring me down NOW?
I’m not trying to belittle the hurt that I’m feeling, or had felt in the past, because what was said to me was not only by kids, but adults, and family, and people I thought loved me enough to understand that they were damaging me more than they even knew.
But I need to get past this place that wreaks of anger, hatred and sadness.
I need to get out of bed in the morning and not feel debilitated by those thoughts of uselessness anymore.
Something I found has really helped me come out of this:
I’ve been taking hold of my passions and spending time on them, I’ve created a new Deviant Art account and Tumblr account for my photography, which has helped a lot when I deal with triggering thoughts and need to focus on something else entirely that won’t end up hurting me in the end. And out of it I’ve received pretty positive feedback already, so that helps me even more.
Not to mention the girls I photograph are all different, and all gorgeous and usually are photographed with minimal to no makeup at all.
I love photographing true beauty (this does not exclude fashion photography from my blog at all) but natural models are important to me.
If you’d care to follow follow this link and check it out :
And maybe take a leaf outa this book that is my life and make a blog for something your passionate to get your mind out of a slump. It can be anything, if you love a show make a blog, love makeup make a blog, love music BLOG.
Do something that indulges that passion and makes you spend time focussing on it.
Trust me, picking a theme took 3 hours haha, it’ll work!
>_> Shhh you!