Glitt-A-Licia Guest Post: Do Not Apologize For Being You

My friend Steph, who just so happens to be the the brains behind this blog, made a comment on Facebook that made a huge lightbulb turn on above my head. No, I'm not talking about the kitchen light, I am talking about that "Ah-Ha!" lightbulb moment.

Steph made a comment that she wished people (aka all of us insecure women), would not post a picture of ourselves, then immediately apologize for their imperfections.  I admit that I have been guilty of doing this myself. I post a pic and say, "Oh, forgive blah, blah, blah."

Then, once I saw Steph's comments and thought..."Hmmmmm....she has a point!" Why do we apologize for our imperfections? Why do we feel the NEED to apologize for being who we are?  Every human that lives, or has lived on this planet, has imperfections, so why do we need to apologize for ours??

I then took a long hard look at myself.  Being a scientist, I did a quick experiment on myself. If I try to make my imperfections disappear, I look like this.

I think this picture smooths all my wrinkles, blotchy complexion, and ruddy skin tone. You can still see my dark under eye circles and horrible roots that I need to highlight.  Other than that, I see no major imperfections, no lines, no squiggles. I see very little that is considered "imperfect," yet I see an expressionless mask. I look older. I look cold. I look sad.

But if you look at these pictures...

...there are imperfections everywhere. Acne scars, crows feet, red tinted nose, and wrinkles galore! However, I look younger, happier, and more like myself than the previous picture. Smile lines mean you SMILE! Crows feet are eye smiles!

There is absolutely nothing wrong with these pictures. The only thing wrong with these pictures, is how my own mind sees myself. I will not apologize for my appearance (my house is a different story).  I will not apologize if I am not wearing make up or if my hair looks like a crow's nest!

If you don't like it, that's fine too. You be you. I will be me. This is me. I am a goofball who might be a little insecure but trying to love myself for who I am, wrinkles and all.

Sparkle On Dear Reader,
Love,
Licia