Just last week I had the JOY of sitting on a beautiful beach. Calm and turquoise water, gentle breezes, and warmth just seeping through the bones.
“Mom, Poppa says you’re too old to wear a bikini!”, the young voice pierces through the calm. “Yes, I am…but I have decided not to care about all of the fat rolls on my body today!”, answers the fit and trim mother. (I had the privilege of listening to these people for a good length of time, as my bliss slowly blistered into indignation.)
So, what is the message here? Sounds a bit mixed up to me. Too old? Too fat? Who cares?
Where is it coming from? And what message is the young girl getting from her family? Continue reading Body Beautiful