the self-love project

Part of self-love: I can't beat myself up every time I make a teensy, weensy mistake.

You don't know about my self-love project. It started with not doing things I don't want to do because other people expect me to do them. This includes: shaving my armpits, painting my toenails, putting insane amounts of product in my frizzy hair. I had wanted to stop shaving my armpits for awhile, and while I was seriously considering it, Clementine Cannibal wrote two blog entries on why she doesn't do it, and I took this as a sign that I should stop. Somehow, not shaving my armpits has made me feel amazingly better about myself... like i'm not just some drone or a part of the machine.

But it doesn't mean anything if I don't let myself off the hook for not being perfect. This will be harder. One of my fellow bloggists says, "Life is hairy." My armpits are a concrete example of the fact that in nature, things aren't perfectly smooth and can be a little smelly and, well, hairy.

By the way, if I get any hate comments about how disgusting hairy armpits on women are, I will not publish them. Period.