The number of people willing to type a comment to me about my lips is way, way higher than what you are thinking.
I mean, sir/ma’am… must I, write a newsletter?
I must write a newsletter about this because I really love made up dramas about me. Okay. That was a narcissist joke I threw in for my ex-husband/his friends/family. Happy Thanksgiving, guys!!
I must write a newsletter about this because I don’t think shaming someone who had filler is a bad thing.
We should all be commenting on each others bodies like this. Normalize forcing a conversation that you have no business having. Normalize shaming. We all need to be goddamn tougher out here.
Anyhow. I just wanna say I’m much happier with the way I look now, take it or leave it. The only thing I’m bummed about is that my ability to, like, whistle- really fucking good is now gone.
I’m definitely a mediocre whistler now.
Damn shame for everyone living under my roof and on my street because I was a phenomenal whistler.
RIP GRAMPS ANDRAIS WHO TAUGHT ME TO WHISTLE AND MADE ME LEARN SONGS IN FUCKING FALSETTO KEYS. You would have liked my lips either way!!!
It’s almost the holidays and I just realized I can actually make my rent from this newsletter if the 95% of you with a FREE subscription pay for ONE month. THAT WOULD BE MY BIRTHDAY WISH!
I WILL THANK YOU IN ADVANCE BY PROMISING A LOCKED POST ABOUT A HOMOEROTIC SLEEPOVER I HAD IN THE 11’TH GRADE THAT LED TO ME NOT BEING INVITED TO COSTA RICA WITH THE COOL GIRLS.
Kelly
Fuck the haters and Happy Holidays Kelly!
Word. xx
If necessary, I usually say: "You don't have to like me, I like me. Sometimes I add, this is me at this point so take it or leave it. Nothing you say or do is going to change anything." Then they grunt at me because that's emotionally stable. If they have the time to degrade someone on social media than they are not happy. Happy people do not have that time. Hands down. On another note, I have found to be unforgiving to people feeling sorry for themselves or not self-sufficient and question why I am not so nice anymore. Maybe that is nice, in a way right? There is a balance to it, though I grew up with a lot of tough women, friends and family and I am so grateful they did not let me get away with much. Toughen up, that's what I have been saying then stress eating for feeling like an a-hole. Growth?
Your lips are beautiful. Btw. So money well spent!