So this is not a very flattering picture of me with the skirt, it kept bulging up by the zipper for the pictures, but i swear, its a cute outfit :)
I’d like to thank anyone who has ever left me a comment or voted me chic. I truly appreciate it. You guys have helped me out in so many different ways, its hard to fathom. Its easy to look at a picture for a second, but to actually leave comments and advice means so much more. Thank you! :D
And, alot of you are probably wondering what that is on my leg. That is my birthmark. As a kid, I hated it. I never ever wore skirts, shorts, dresses, anything that would make it visible. I would cry to my mom because I hated it. I hated all of the questions my curious young classmates would ask me, it made me so self conscious. i still remember to this day, being in the second grade, and still relatively new at my elementary school and a little boy walked up to me, and no lie, asked me if was half black. I hated all the unwanted attention. I always wondered, “why me? how come I am the one who has to be different, why couldn’t my brother or sister gotten it?” Up until sophmore year i still hated showing off my legs or going to the pool because i didn’t want strangers to stare or ask questions. eventually, i grew to love my body- im still a bit self conscious of my birthmark, but im growing to love it. would i ever get it removed? im not sure. its part of me-who i am. i cant see myself with out it.
nice and cute :)