It’s crucial to be honest with yourself
For a while now I’ve been working on myself, both physically and mentally. The latter is a bit more difficult, but I’m slowly moving forward nevertheless. People keep asking me: ‘Iza, you have a great figure, what do you do to achieve it?’, ‘How to have eyebrows like yours?’ And then I start wondering what to write them back, because there is really nothing you can do. You will never look like me, I will never look like Kylie Jenner, and Kylie will never look like Kim.
In this post I would like to tell you that what you see on instagram is not true, at least not 100% true. I’m not against plastic surgeries and I’m currently preparing for one myself, but there is one difference, namely: I’m not ashamed to talk about it. I’m vocal about what I don’t like about myself, I’m vocal that in December I’m going to have a nose I don’t like operated on. I’m vocal that I have wide hips, stretch marks and cellulite on my thighs. I’m not ashamed of any of it. Most of the insta fit stars retouch their photos, erase the old ones, and after adding a picture in which they sport a duckface taking up half of the frame, they claim that they were born with it. This is not a right path.
We all have our own insecurities and everyone deals with them in their own way. Nose is the only insecurity I’m unable to fix with diet, exercise or creams. The only solutions are either acceptance or surgery. I chose the surgery.
After the nose surgery, I will not tell anyone that I was born with such a nose and that I’m the master of acceptance, because what is the point? I’ve never been I will never be perfect. The same applies to you. There will always be someone nicer, wiser and richer than you. That’s life and there’s nothing you can do about it, so chill out.
Despite all that, I deeply respect people who are vocal about their insecurities, because it shows their strength. I think it’s really pathetic when people say ‘if you don’t talk about your flaws, nobody will notice them’, that is unless you are not ready to face your own imperfections and even less ready to accept criticism from other people, because you’d probably cry … just like me in the past.
The more open I was about my own insecurities, the better I started to feel. I used to even avoid saying the word ‘nose’ in front of other people, because I was afraid they would notice my nose. Now I’m writing this post about insecurities, I’m vocal about my cellulite, stretch marks and that at the end of the day I look like I’m fourth months pregnant. Its quite a progress, wouldn’t you say?
And that’s what I’m wishing you: the ability to be honest with yourself.