"Women can sometimes be mean, so let's change that and instead share the love.
All of the women that I'm nominating (you have been tagged) are strong, beautiful, smart, loving women whom I admire. These amazing women inspire me for a variety of reasons.
You're all beautiful. Life can present us with many challenges. Some are not so fun. And now I'm challenging you to something uplifting and encouraging.
Please upload 4 photos of yourself where you felt the most beautiful. Then nominate all the gorgeous Goddesses that you think are beautiful to do the same, build each other up instead of tearing each other down!! 💙💜❤💚
Let's see all the beauty! Tap and hold the status to copy."
Normally, I kind of ignore these things, but her gorgeous photos inspired me to think a bit about those times I felt the most beautiful. Scanning my FB photos was a sweet trip down memory lane, as I realized the times I FELT the most beautiful, were not necessarily the times I was the most photogenic.
Here we (me, my BFF, her spawn) were sitting in the car,
eating icecream and generally horsing around. Such lightness!
CM Chicago! Happy-hearted group of people. On a trolley! Dancing!
Not at all a pretty picture, but it was the first time I dead-lifted over 200 lbs.
I felt triumphant.
This photo was part of a set of professional shots taken after I had lost 150 lbs.
Like most single women, I hadn't had professional photos taken since high school.
My friend who was the photographer was so fun, and took amazing photos.
I felt like a star!
and as I looked over the thousands of photos of smiling faces, I realized that it would take me all freakin day to tag every one of my beautiful friends and ask them to share their photos. So, if you read this, consider yourself tagged!
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