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Yesterday I stuffed myself into a body shapewear thing and found a forgotten top from my sisters closet and pushed the girls up with a Victoria's Secret push up bra. After all of that I looked in the mirror and just thought damn, I look good! It's a beautiful thing to know that with a little help from my shapewear I don't have to sacrifice on fashionable sexiness. It's really hard to look and feel sexy at my size and yesterday I feel like I accomplished that, it was a good feeling. Usually I try to wear a lot of make up in hopes that my face can out shine the shape my body is in but yesterday I didn't wear much make up, yesterday I felt confident to let the main focus be about my body. I've never felt that way before, ever.
I'm actually really motivated now, I want to always look and feel that good and without the help of my body shaper. Though my shaper and me are best friends now, I don't want this relationship to be a lasting thing. I want to stand on my own feet and shine with my own fire. I need to lose the crutch and flashlight.
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