I simply looked up and said, "The human body is beautiful. All bodies are beautiful."
And I realized...when I am working on my own clients, or observing people around me, I really, really believe this. I am constantly in awe of every body I work on, it's form and function, and the way we are all so perfectly designed. An ugly body has never crossed my table, and I don't believe in such a thing.
So why is it, then, that the only time I reserve this admiration for the human form is when I look at my own?
For the first time today, it made me feel like such a hypocrite.
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