Mischief and Modeling, or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love Myself

Sorry, guys and gals (and everything in between!). I always feel like that whenever I get a new blog, I forget about it and/or have nothing of importance to write about. I’ve also been doing a lot of work on my thesis lately (yay! woo!) so updating has been on the absolute bottom of the list.

I’m about to get a little personal, so bear with me.

I have never had the best self-esteem in the world. I was always too weird, too fat, too smart, too much of anything for “people.” At times, my sexuality was an open debate for people, though I’ve always been pretty solid in that. My high school classmates were apparently under the impression that it was a bad thing to be me. Well, they’re wrong.

Pardon my French, but being me is fucking awesome. It just took a long time to realize this.

It’s been a slow climb, but thanks to wonderful people in my life and my own outlook on things, my mental mindset has gotten a lot better. My amazing friend Ellen had offered to take some modeling shots of me just for the hell of it, and I graciously took her up on that offer. What follows is what happens when you take a crazy girl and snap random pictures and play around in Photoshop. There are even more behind the jump, so take a look!

EDIT: Photos have been fixed!

I can’t thank Ellen enough. Hit up Twinkles and Glitter on Etsy, read her WordPress blog, and check out her photography on Smugmug!

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4 responses to “Mischief and Modeling, or How I Learned To Stop Worrying and Love Myself

  1. Hate to do this, but honey, you bear with someone. If you bare with someone, it’s gonna get cold….
    Also, I can’t see the photos.

  2. I can’t see the photos either 😦
    Yay for self esteem! Heh. I thought I was far more awesome back in the day than I probably was… now I’m still feeling awesome about myself, but don’t feel the need to flaunt it as much.
    High school; if it was the best days of your life, then you’re either dead already or you’re not livin’ right.

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