It’s pissing me off.

God, life is hard sometimes.

Like, it’s not enough to feel like a work horse all day just trying to make enough money to provide for yourself or your family, and cook and clean, and call your mom, and make it to that coffee date you promised your pal you wouldn’t bail on this time – no, we feel so much pressure to do all that and look perfect while doing it to.

And don’t be mistaken; I’m not directing this post towards the ladies. Men and women, we are all under an immense amount of pressure every day to look “good”; this goes far beyond a general sense of looking “put together”.

I’m talking about not having a hair out of place. I’m talking about having the perfect tan, toned, unblemished, unscarred body. I’m talking about putting on an outfit that looks like you just magically pulled it off of your pinterest board. Perfect white teeth, perfect lips, perfect laugh. Perfect.

It’s pissing me off.

It’s pissing me off because it’s not. real.

Maybe one day when I’m “instafamous” I’ll be able to pay a team of people to dress me, do my face, follow me around, knock pizza out of my hand, and make sure I look hot all the time I will attain that “perfect” look. Until then, I’ll probably continue to  show up at work in my old jeggings and grandpa sweater with my hair up in a “man bun”, because as much as I enjoy and take pride in looking good, my life is extremely busy and I’m trying to make a living here.

It’s old news, I know. We’re all aware that we’re bombarded with unrealistic expectations of beauty every day. Yet oddly enough, that hasn’t changed or lessened our desire to attain that look. We still want to look like our favorite stars. We still feel like we can attain that look if we only try hard enough. 

Sadly, no one is coming to save you with an airbrush. Never ever feel bad about that. Never ever feel bad about yourself because you don’t look like a cover model. You weren’t born to be perfect, you were born to be real. I think being real and genuine is way sexier than suggesting that you don’t have any flaws. Confidence is radiant and you accomplish that state by embracing who you are.

The world would be an incredibly boring place if we all looked the same. Embrace what makes you different. Be comfortable in your own skin; you’re alive and you’re breathing – you are therefore inherently beautiful and pure magic.

The older I get, the more I start to see how beautiful is actually just a state of mind. You might think if you looked like those stars you idolize, you’ll finally be happy. But do you know who are the most beautiful and happy people out there? The people who stopped giving a fuck what other people think of them. The people who know they are beautiful no matter what society tells them.

Me

Me Eating Breakfast

So for me this pic is pretty much as real as it gets, that’s me eating breakfast in my boyfriend’s t-shirt. And no I don’t give AF about trying to be sexy, when there’s food around I’m only thinking about one thing (hint: it’s gains). I’m 100% not afraid to share this. Firstly, because I think I’m pretty cute no matter what state I’m in. I don’t care if you like my piercings or my short hair or my baggy ass t-shirt, I’m not living for you I’m living for me. 

Secondly, I have other things going for me, so even if I didn’t think I was cute I know I have a lot more to offer the world. I’m actually pretty smart, and I’m kind. I’m a great listener and I’m hella empathetic ( I will get on your level and live there ). I’m also funny, at least I think so, and I have a great sense of humor I would probably laugh at your jokes too. So I’m happy with who I am. Blemishes and all.

We need to stop idolizing people based solely on the fact that they are totally hot. And don’t get me wrong, being totally hot is great. But I really don’t look up to anyone unless they have something inside I’m attracted to: inner joy, peace, ambition, enlightenment.

Imagine if the people in our society put as much work into improving their mind and growing spiritually as they did on their outer appearance. Man, that would be so cool. I think it’s possible if we reorganize our priorities (being nice> hotness) and embrace our individuality. We also need to stop, just STOP trying to be “perfect”. There’s no such thing. Isn’t that great? You can breathe now.

I love you all for the magical unique beings that you are. Never stop being you, if anything the world needs more of you to balance all of the other un-you stuff out there.

I hope you love yourself today.

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Hey everyone! Writing to you here from Calgary, Alberta. I love wholesome, healthy food, lifting weights, and all the spiritual and physical challenges of life. I’m wellness obsessed, and that’s what I’m hear to talk about. I’ll be taking a holistic mind-body-soul approach to include all important aspects related to a healthy well being. Let’s go!

5 thoughts on “It’s pissing me off.

  1. I could have written that, in the sense that I absolutely agree wholeheartedly. That stuff you mention, it’s just skin deep and not what makes a person. If I had to spend an hour applying make up to my 47 year old face, I’d be one unhappy Pixie. I wash with soap, 2 seconds, ok, maybe 3 at a push. Then I slap on some moisturiser….whatever is to hand in the way of lotions and it is normally something cheap and cheerful because money doesn’t make it better. I’m normally at my happiest when I am scruffy and I live in a hat that most people would burn. If I’m happy then the clothes are irrelevant as the happiness shines through and my face radiates all that I’m feeling inside.

    You look awesome in your boyfriend’s t-shirt and your hair is amazing.

    Great post.

  2. I’m so glad you found my blog, so I could find yours! Love what you have to say! Your voice is much needed in this world of CARAAAZY self demeaning, expectation overreaching, priority flipping, chaos! AMEN, SISTA! P.s. I’m writing this without makeup, unshowered, and yep…there’s a coffee stain on my sleeve😅 I’m beautiful!

  3. I love this. Yesterday I considered posting a photo with makeup on just to say “look, I do look presentable sometimes!” Now I’m glad that I didn’t. I’m presentable all the time. And you really are cute all of the time! Thank you for writing and sharing this. Your positivity and confidence is contagious!

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