But I think you look beautiful every day.
Self image is something that keeps popping up in conversation lately, and it's always the same conclusion.
As young women, we are so hard on ourselves (I can't speak of young men - I haven't thought to ask any. Do men think about this stuff?) , but looking back on our lives, photographs that might have seemed so cringe-worthy at the time are now precious reminders of how we glowed in our youth, our innocence.
We're quite cruel to ourselves, and I think it's a dreadful waste of time. If I could go back, I'd shake myself by the shoulders and tell myself "Stop it! This time you're wasting on self-critique - you'll never get it back!"
And I wonder if, when I am 80, I'll look back on the me of now, and think the same thing?
I'm going to save myself a little time, and quit the cruelty now. There's just too much cool stuff I could be doing instead.