When I was younger I was embarrassed of my freckles. I liked the way concealer did what it does best and concealed them. I actually once looked into having them lasered. Now, the older I get, the more comfortable I am becoming with my own skin.
Pregnancy taught me a lot, with the toll it had on my body. In fact, the other day I decided to not care anymore. I put on my bikini and marched myself to the pool. I decided to not be ashamed of my new curves, but rather be grateful for what I have been given.
Beauty is so much deeper than perfectly smooth skin. Our bodies tell a story. They are a road map of where life has taken us. I hope to teach Penelope to embrace her scar and to love the skin that she is in. I am letting my freckles, laughing lines, stretch marks, and scars tell my story. As the years continue I hope to wear my wrinkles proudly.
"LOVE THE SKIN YOU'RE IN."