I just read this somewhere and loved it:
"We are human, imperfection is the price of admission."
So simple, yet so profound. Why should we berate ourselves, torture ourselves, starve ourselves, hate ourselves, until (if ever) we become "perfect?" And who sets that standard, anyway? Fashion magazines? Television? Designers? Models?
The women shown in magazines, adverts, and on television aren’t perfect either. Each instance involves hair and makeup tricks, clothing tricks, and special lighting - even airbrushing. It is not fair for us to compare our real-life selves to the fantasies shown in the media.
We are fabulous of our own merit! Our differences, our quirks, our “imperfections” make us who we are. They make us perfect. Embrace your own perfection!