Maggie: How often do you feel self-conscious about your appearance?
Kate: I would love to answer that question, but I’m lying on the floor in excruciating pain. Here’s what happened: I clicked on Cake Wrecks, and then I laughed hysterically, all alone in my apartment, until I injured myself. Ok, I’m exaggerating. I laughed more than you’re supposed to laugh when you’re alone, though.This was one of my favorites.
I’ve decided it counts as research for this blog, because it’s about cake.
New idea. Every day I’m going to mention my favorite thing about myself for that day. I invite you to do the same. I may repeat myself. I mean, there are a lot of days that I like my shapely thumbs. Take THAT, Megan Fox. If anyone has a catchy title idea for this theme, let me know. So far all I’ve come up with is “featured feature,” and “thing-about-myself du jour.” I’m in dire need here. Obviously.
But back to your question: The answer is “all the time.” Here’s my question back: When don’t you feel self-conscious about your appearance? I’ll post on that soon.
Sometimes I feel like I never stop thinking about my appearance. I’m constantly picturing myself through everyone else’s eyes. And this is difficult, both because I do not own anyone else’s eyes and because I have no real idea of what I look like.
Do any of you have a really confident idea of how you look? I think maybe people who are in a lot of movies might. But maybe not even them.
This has always alluded me. Mostly because I look completely different to myself ALL THE TIME. Every reflective surface tells a different story. Some are stories with happy endings, many are tragic tales of endless suffering and the looming possibility of world destruction.
The best proof I have of the fact that I’m constantly thinking about my appearance is that I’m ALWAYS sucking my stomach in. Even when it’s clear that there are no flat stomach experts in the vicinity with tape measures and disapproving frowns.
I have a feeling sucking my stomach in at every moment of my life might count as a “non-essential task,” according to the guy who writes Zen Habits. He looks like he’s never even noticed his own stomach. He may not in fact have one. Yet another reason why he doesn’t read this blog.
I wonder what the long-term effects are. Intestinal damage? A crushed liver? It can’t be good.
But because I’ve decided to record my “daily dose of self-love potion” (it’s getting worse! Someone think of something catchy please! This is humiliating!!), I have to, well, start that. Ok….So today….I really like….Hmm….My hands. There. See? This isn’t so hard! I like my hands because….Because they are cute. The skin is soft, and the fingers are on the short side, but in a nicely shaped way. They are subtle and the nails are always short because I play piano and like to play in the mud. Not piano in the mud. You get it. Anyway, the thumbs are perfect.
Everyone: What do you like about yourself today? It doesn’t have to be a physical characteristic. Are you always self-conscious about your appearance? Does anyone NOT suck their stomach in? If so, can you teach me your ways?