nsv Skinny jeans...

I thought that my happy moment would have come from being able to throw on a bikini in the summer and feel comfy. I did, finally, and it felt great. I didn't look perfect, but I felt comfortable, sexy and happy. I thought that my aha! moment would come from being able to wear a cute little dress and not worry about lumps and bumps...but no....

I've finally started a love affair with my jeans. My once dreaded enemy has become my good friend. No longer do they make me feel ugly, no longer do I dread seeing them on me, and no longer do I want to cry when I catch myself in a side mirror wearing them.

I like my jeans. They're skinny, ripped up, probably inappropriately young for my age but I don't care. I throw on a comfy t-shirt, a pair of tennis shoes, a baseball cap and I feel sexier than I did when I was dolled up to the nines. Thanks MFP for helping me walk away from self-loathing, one step at a time.