Listen to Big Bird.....
leave off your robe please. Stack your clothing on a table and let it mold with dust. When your mother nocks on your door, dont rush to the laudry bin to find a fragment of cloth to cover your body before yelling in fear, "dont come in, I'm naked!". Crack the mirror that stand behind your door and around every corner of your house. Save your money, quit buying that anti-aging cream that the woman on television swears by. Stop the insanity.
Go to a corner and find every flaw of your body, every inch your find unsatisfactory, every crease you wish would cease. Find it, and then loose it. Forget you had it. Learn to love it, and deal with it. Your body is what you've got and through no form of self-mudilation will you ever be completely happy with it if you are not willing to see the beauty it already has. Here we are, in a place where it is normal to be unsatisfied with your very body, the only thing you have and will never loose until the day you die. Name one thing that is under this same condition on this physical earth? The one thing that is our only true possesion is the very same thing every single one of us finds flaws in. Why, why is it normal to hate it, accepted to beg for someone elses, and iniquitous to truely love it? I have a theory that half of the people when told "man, you are beautiful" already know this and just say "no i'm not" just because they know that is the appropriate answer. Then, they go home and stand for hours in front of a mirror and wonder, am i really? Cosmo says i'm not. Dont hate, appreciate. As cleche as it sounds, dont deny the beauty you have. I can honestly say that i know of
few bodies that i would clasify as anything less than beautiful, yet 1 in a million minds will accredit themselve with an honest 'ok' when asked how they would rate themselves. My gosh, if needed, i will start the revolution of a lack of humility. dangit, I LOVE MY BODY AND I AM BEAUTIFUL!!! wow, that does sounds conceeded. come on, type it, you know you want to. So join me! Through in your robes, stand up and say, "i'm beautiful..."