How cofortable are you with your looks and body image?

^Who me?

@almyki: Truth teller and real talker spring to mind.

Oh, hah. That's my sister's website, she's... She does not appreciate my commentary on the state and design of her website XD . A bit mean, but I just ended up making fun of her for it and laughing my ass off.

<3 ali

Before I was like "What does it matter? I don't care", but after years of insults it became "Oh octogod, am I ugly? Why do people pick out on me... I look freakish!" now its like "Eh, I look normal and nerdy, but my behavior is very bizarre".

@Almiki - I did copy and paste your structure because I thought you set it up really nicely... however I failed to edit that sentence.

It's true though in part: from ages 11-16 I thought I looked horrible (though ages 11-13 were because I was overweight... puppy fat). However, ages 1-7 I was the vainest little tyke you'd ever come across: most of the pictures of me are in front of mirrors!

By 17 I just didn't care anymore.

F.Y.I. I'm 19, I have had my braces off for a couple of years but because I wasn't very faithful to my retainer they've gotten a little crooked again. I hated them, but I'll give the braces one thing they're more effective than a diet.

@Drunkie and Senator: Thank you for saying I look cute!

edited 12th Jan '11 3:30:29 PM by StolenByFaeries

I thought about taking another picture for this thread but I'm too lazy. I've already posted this one before. I know it's really bad quality.

I did that because I don't feel like explaining my appearance in detail, you can just see for yourself. My body image is not too good. I'm exercising and dieting to get rid of some of my body fat, but sometimes my depression gets in the way. Hopefully that will be corrected soon.

But yeah for the last few months I've been beyond merely comfortable with my looks. I've been satisfied with 'em. I've been walking around with a mindset somewhere between regular confidence and smug bravado.

I'm more confident with my looks now that say, 75% of my twenty years. I inherited my dad's bone-boned structure (trust me, big-boned people exist, I get into countless debates about it) and not my mom's thinned and waifish bone structure, which always made me a little iffy about myself, especially when I was overweight, which was a problem I faced for a good portion of my life. I had reached an all time high last year, being 5"6 and 165 pounds, but I had gone under a strict diet regimen and lost almost thirty pounds (although I gained five pounds recently due to the holiday effect, but I'm back in business!), so now I'm an average-weighted female.

Because I come from a family that's very obsessive with looks, I was sort of trained to be that way (let's just say my family comes from a country that has crowned Miss Universe six times, one of my cousins participating in Miss World...its a lot to handle).

And on top of that, I inherited most of the recessive traits of my families, making me the weird one out. I'm of average height, weight, with long brown hair (mid back). I'd be a pale skinned brunette, but I zig-zag that trope now since I got a really bad sunburn on my arms and I'm ghostly white on my legs. Normal nose, thin lips (though my bottom one's more pronounced) I used to hate, heart-shaped face (when I was overweight, I had a round face). I also look younger than my age, which gets me carded in the weirdest situations. That is, when I'm not wearing makeup.

My saving graces include my eyes, which are naturally wideset, blue-ish that changes in color, and with black thick lashes; my eyebrows, and my body form (which I got from my mom, yay), where I have a narrow waist and wide hips (but having an hourglass figure isn't all the best, since I bruise my hips all the damn, time). I'm also okay with my bustline. Overall, ever since I lost all the bad weight, I'm very comfortable with my body image, though I want to stay in shape and lose fifteen more pounds.

So you can imagine Christmas with my family. They wouldn't stop gushing about how much weight I lost and how ugly I was when I was fat. Yet at the same time, they were trying to feed me bucketloads of food. Because let's be honest: when you have a foreign family, their obsession is to feed you. All. The. Freaking. Time.

edited 12th Jan '11 7:49:16 PM by thebarbiemonster

I wish I could get my skin smooth and clear. If a man is tall and slim with nice skin, he just needs to know how to choose clothes and he's set.

I haven't weighed myself since I did fitness in high school almost two years ago. I went from 125 to 146 pounds. o_o Not sure how to feel about this, since I'm still in a healthy BMI range, but ouch. I didn't know I gained that much.

well, I have like a 5-6 percent body fat ratio, and I am pretty muscular. I am very comfortable with taking my shirt off and walking around soaking up sun.

I think I am kinda ugly though I am grateful for my health. All in all, I am pretty much content.

I pretty much hate everything about my body.

I'm beyond uncomfortable. It's distressing how at odds with my body I am. I lack things in places I want them to be and have things that I really don't want, I hate the shape of my jaw, the size of my feet, the thickness of my brows, all the bloody body hair, I really just hate it. I want to be cute. Not... this.

This probably isn't terribly surprising to people who know me...

edited 26th Jan '11 2:11:45 PM by Miijhal

I'm OK... most of the time I'm at least comfortable and sometimes I feel cute, even. But there are sometimes where I just feel like I must be ugly. It might have to do with the fact that I have about zero luck in the love department. Some people I don't even understand how they get dates at all, so I can only come to the conclusion there must be something wrong with me since even the ugliest, dumbest, and meanest people seem to have boyfriends/girlfriends and I don't. >.<

Yeah, I have a manly jaw and a barrel chest. Drunksciblerian and I have the same width shoulders, but he's 6ftsomething and I'm only 5'4". I'm also horridly overweight (230, it went up 10lbs when my meds were off), and it's an uphill battle to lose weight because I have Hashimoto's Disease. I'm petite AND plus sized, so it's impossible to find clothes that fit. I also hate that I'm blonde haired and blue eyed, because thanks to Hitler, that's not a good thing any more.

edited 26th Jan '11 2:20:17 PM by DrunkGirlfriend

^why is having blonde hair and blue eyes a bad thing? i can only think because ignorant people might assume you're dumb, but I'm pretty sure they're still considered pretty by most people.

^ A lot of people assume I'm either stupid, or if I'm wearing certain clothes, a neo-Nazi.

Hitler's ruined a lot of thing hasn't he.

, I know how you feel. One thing that I do like about me is the why in which my facial and body hair is developing.

... a body?

oh yeah! I think I have one of those!

Huh. I'm a guy. That occasionally surprises me. I'm sure my face looks like something, but I can never remember it. Or anyone else's face, really. Prosopagnosia's not that bad though — my aural recognition's been sharpened a fair bit as a result. Hrmm.... glasses. Yeah, lack of perfect eyesight is annoying, but honestly I think I've gotten used to having a layer of plastic between my vulnerable eyes and the world. Remove that and I'd be constantly paranoid about getting bugs or dirt or glass in my eye with nothing for it to bounce off. Facial hair: marginally more uncomfortable than shaving, once I let it grow long enough. Still, it would be cool if there was some way to not have to grow facial hair anymore. Maybe I should be a girl. Hey, Future!aishkiz, how's that working out for you?

Shaving your face can't possibly be as much trouble as shaving your legs. It's not like you ever have to wear stockings or anything.

Um... you don't have to shave your legs, though, if you don't want to.

You don't have to shave your face either. You could grow a beard. Actually, that would probably make you look more like a man, instead of a pasty, scrawny geek with an acne problem. Now fuck off, I'm busy being more awesome than you in every way possible.

Er... anyway, moving on. I'm about 175cm. Five feet nine inches or so. That's pretty average right? Nothing to be proud of or dissatisfied with. My hair doesn't grow long. I don't even get a proper jewfro, it just looks all messy like. Meh, that's a pointless thing to consider. Heading downwards now! I have a neck. It's average. There are some shoulders with arms attached to them. The arms are a bit scrawny but I like my hands. They're neat and fingery. I need to find my fingernail clippers, come to think of it. Eww, that was probably TMI. Then I have a torso. This is a problem area. When I stand up straight I can see my ribs poking through the skin. That's pretty unhealthy and probably unattractive too. I probably need to work out more like Future!aishkiz does.

Yeah, you do. I know you're a puny weakling but why don't you at least go for long bike rides or something? It's not like you don't have the time. Dumbass.

Thank you, Future!aishkiz. Let's see: bellybutton! Neat. I gaze at this thing a lot. Hips are a bit wider than my waist — hmm, maybe I am a girl! No wait, I have a penis below that. Although I'm not sure why. It doesn't do anything except get sat on, expand in size during the nighttime and generally squick me out. I should look into getting that fixed sometime. There's probably a more efficient way to pee, too. Actually, speaking of excretion....

*sigh* Seriously, not this shit again.

....as I was saying, this whole food cycle is pretty inefficient. I have to eat food at specified intervals and then have it removed from my body in the forms of various kinds of wastes? Compare my laptop — you plug it into an electric lead for a while, then it has a few hours of battery life during which it can go out and do stuff, and when it gets low on energy it can just come back and plug itself in again. Well, not literally, but you know. That's the kind of model humanity should look into adopting. We could also get rid of that pointless "sleep" thing — why the hell do we need to lie around doing nothing for eight hours a day? That's almost 1/3 of our natural lifespan which, I remind you, is only blah blah blah transhumanism blah blah natural selection blah blah blah

Sorry, I try to tune him out whenever he gets into that particular rant.

• cough* I'm still here, Future!aishkiz, if you haven't noticed. Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. Legs and feet are perfectly functional. I need them to get places, which is useful. Although I suppose if I didn't have any I could get around in some kind of wheelchair... but that makes stairs awfully inconvenient. A hovercraft-chair would be a much better idea. Someone should see about inventing that.

Overall, a few things could be better but I'm fairly satisfied with it. Couple of body parts I'd get rid of (who needs a digestive system anyway?) and the basic model needs a lot of improvement, but on the other hand things could be much worse. I'm in perfectly acceptable health and unlikely to die of natural causes anytime soon.

Unatural means can be arranged however.........