- Why are you doing #LoveMe?
- A photo of you
- A word that describes you
- A person who loves you
- A note to the past you
- A note to the future you
- One thing that’s just for you
- Share a scar
- Share something beautiful
- Share a secret
- Share a smile
- Share a flaw
- Share a quote
- Share a fear you overcame
- Something you have done right
- Something you like about yourself
- Something that feeds your soul
- Something that feeds your brain
- Something you feel strongly about
- Something you love to wear
- Something you are proud of
- What makes you unique?
- What is your best feature?
- What makes you happy?
- What makes you laugh?
- What makes you feel beautiful?
- What have you accepted about yourself?
- What have you learned from doing #LoveMe these past twenty-eight days?
This is an interesting day to talk about this particular topic, because I spent today on the Sunshine Coast getting professional photos taken. I won a competition where the prize was getting the session for free. Full hair, make-up, and photos for absolutely nothing but the cost of the fuel to get there. I just have to pay for the prints, which is completely fair because those photos are someone’s art and people should always be recognised for their artistry in some way.
After the shoot, when I was viewing the proofs with the woman who had organised the day for me, we discussed each photo to try and figure out which ones I would take with me. There were two things that this lovely woman kept commenting on: my legs (hell yeah, all those Body Pump classes have been working for me!) and my smile.
The smile is the one that got me with the warm and fuzzies. Way back when, when my ex and I had first started dating, he told me that it was my smile that drew him in. Now, that’s saying something considering that we met at about 7.30 in the morning while I was cheesing bread at Subway, with Parmesan Oregano flavouring and bleach stains all over my uniform. I’ve always, subconsciously, carried that throwaway comment of his with me. If I’m nervous, and/or meeting someone for the first time, I smile as wide as I can. So to have that belief reinforced by a semi-impartial (she was trying to sell me stuff at the time, after all) third party felt really nice.
And it means that I can continue to smile, as wide as I can, when I meet people. I like that. I like that a lot.