I’m 39, I still think I’m attractive. There are times when I even feel sexy, dripping with sex, sexy. There are times where I feel like I’m made of marshmallows or puffed up pastries of some sort.
Our writers and audience have been stoking the fire of self-love and self-acceptance this past week, so it was no surprise that we were led to a bold statement made by Icelandic beauty queen, Arna Ýr Jónsdóttir.
How many times have you told yourself that you hate your body? How often have you flung insults at your thighs, your hips, your breasts, or your butt…perhaps without even stopping to consider why?