I had come from a country where Kate Moss, thigh gaps and visible rib cages were all the rage. And I was a woman in my early twenties so unsurprisingly my beauty standards were a bit fucked. And I had just landed in Central America. In the land where big booties, juicy thighs and sensuality were the catch of the day. It felt like a fucking revolution!
I feel like every woman has a bit of a complicated relationship with their body. From a young age it feels like everyone around us is telling us how to feel about our own bodies.
We are told that in nearly every way possible that our body is wrong…..