The crop top story: baring my flaws.
Have you even been told: you shouldn't wear that? Even with the best intentions, sometimes we have a wrong idea of what we should and shouldn't wear -and we often share that perception with others. I am one of those people who had been told that I shouldn't wear certain pieces, like pencil skirts, crop tops or bikinis and refrained from doing it; I moved forward with different more "flattering" styles.
Well, I'm a big supporter of doing whatever floats your boat but, I kept thinking "well I can't wear this or that, my midsection has rolls, my thighs have cellulite, my skin isn't flawless." Until one day I bought a pair of shorts and asked Christine to do a photo shoot in my house, my thighs are mine, big and imperfect. Then, I found a crop top and skirt from Asos that I was dying to wear, but "what the hell am I going to do with the muffin top/ love handles situation?" I bought the outfit, didn't try it on until the day of the shoot. Why? Because I didn't want to get cold feet, I was determined to wear it. Well, I worn the damn outfit and I LOVED IT.
It feels like I'm trying to gain sympathy from my readers because I'm by no means a plus size girl, but I have a normal, average body. I'm 5'2, size 6 with a big chest, butt and not-so-cute rolls. The tiny sliver of flesh in one post means a lot. The crop top was my way to deal with the body I have now; it's a long road to acceptance and self-love, but I bared my midriff to prove myself that I can get there.