But seriously, I think that I have learned how to "style" my face but I really don't have a clue what to do with the rest of me. So I'm content in showing the world the top quarter and ignoring the rest. Recently, I was encouraged to give online dating one more try. As I started to flip through the profiles of a few eligible brothers, I realized that I was looking for heavy-set men because I didn't want to be rejected by any of the ones who said things about lifting weights and being athletic. It kinda sucks though that I automatically put myself onto a list of women that shouldn't be considered because of this.
But I'm working on the last four feet. Not by going to the mall. But by looking in the mirror and saying (and meaning) "YOU... MY DEAR... ARE DOPE!" Maybe those words won't work best for you, but for me they do the deed. It reminds me that I am no carbon copy. I'm couture. You gotta love that! But, even if you don't.....I WILL.

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