I'm not perfect. Far from it. I prefer my eye makeup to be messy, smudged, and slightly haphazard because it just gives that je ne sais quoi look. Only it's completely unintentional, mascara and eyeliner never seem to remain in place by the end of the day.I wear glasses, need concealer and eat whenever I'm craving to do so (that includes the occasional binge). I can be impatient, headstrong and moody. I have an addiction to chai lattes and a sweet tooth to all things candy. I have a strong sense of myself and am confident yet there is always that tiny voice in the back of my head telling me otherwise. I'm an all or nothing person. Either or. No if's nor but's nor maybes. But I'm still incredibly indecisive.
I cannot sing, dance nor act but I love music and all types of films/theatrical performances/plays. I am not hand-eye or foot-eye coordinated yet I love football and netball. I seem to be the only person who stills borrows books from the library. I'm a complete romantic and a sucker for all the love and soppyness.
I am also a sucker for trashy magazines, fashion and all things Disney. I'm restless and get bored very easily therefore am always on the go go go. I'm also not a morning person, I could sleep for hours on end. I have 41 freckles (apparently), short eyelashes and my hair never seems to sit right.And that's just the beginning. The point is, I know what my shortcomings are and I have absolutely no qualm addressing it to a group of strangers. But it's not to say I shouldn't change for the better. Each is to their own and I am in full acceptance, acknowledgement and aware of each and every single one of my flaws.
But nobody's perfect. If we all were, what would make us unique? Confidence is the key. The minute you put doubt in your mind, is the minute you start doubting yourself. If you don't believe in yourself then who will? Imperfection is beauty. What are yours?
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Never stop believing.
Gros bisous,
wwndie. xxx
