Everyone has a comment about my legs. Or, rather, the pictures I had taken of said legs. There have been mixed reviews, for sure. Funny how the boys have good things to say (thank you, gentlemen) while the girls…well, they don’t say anything negative, per se. Just stuff like “what made you do that?” voices trailing off, implying judgment just under the skin. The tone is not condescending…yet not very complimentary either. Umm…thanks.
Here’s why I did what I did. Maybe there are women out there who do not have a single complaint about any part of their body whatsoever. Maybe there are women out there who think they are perfect in every single way and wouldn’t change a thing. Good for them. I, on the other hand, (unfortunately), am not one of those women. I could find fault with a fingernail (they don’t grow straight). The recent weeks of trying on clothes that did not flatter, finding new gray hairs and realizing gravity works in mysteriously bad ways has really taken a toll on my otherwise happy-to-be-me personality. Turning another year old hasn’t help matters. As my mother says, I’m 39 and “holding.” Middle aged, if I think about it, and consider the odds of living to 78 and beyond.
To put it bluntly, I needed something. Me & myself, we needed compliments from moi. In a nutshell, I wanted to stand in front of a mirror and proclaim myself happy to see me in that WhereHaveYouBeenAllMyLife? enthusiasm. I just wanted to be happy to be me. So, yes, it took fishnet stockings. It took high heeled boots and it took a schoolgirl skirt to put me in that frame of mind. The bigger compliment to myself was the ability to stand (or sit on a kitchen counter provocatively) in front of a camera and capture the moment. The biggest compliment was for me to post myself for all the world to see. Truly proving that while I have changed dress sizes and acquired more gray hair, I have reclaimed my sense of self. I heart me once again. So, that’s why I did what I did. Thank you very much.
~*LunaSea*~ 
Lovely picture…
must…catch…breath…
need inhaler…
I have to say that I think it is an absolutely gorgeous photo. I also believe that we should all be proud of how we look, not matter what our shape or size. You know, the reality is that someday we will all be much older, wiht all the grey hair, wrinkles and such. How much fun will it be to look back on our old photos and say “look at how damn sexy I was in this photo” or “look at how gorgeous my hair was before it went totally white” or “look at me in that bathing suit” or “look at how I used to rock the fishnets and black boots”. So rock on with your awesome hot legs photo!!!
And FYI, your photo reminds me of that old ZZ Top song, you knwo the one! 🙂
personally i love the picture. it’s strong. reflective of a woman who is comfortable in her own skin. and there’s an underlying innocence that plays nicely with the forefront sexy and provactive pose. you’ll get no condescending judgement from me on this one … only compliments on the confidence this picture defines in you. you are woman … i’m glad to hear you roar!
Glass~ very funny mister!
RT~ Yes, I know the song! heeeheee!
Bec ~ i finally got my roar back 🙂
All of u ~ thank you! xoxox
Yeah I like your legs too. If you think that’s neat, check out this post about beards!
I had to memorize Shel Silverstein’s “Beard” poem for a play! Love it!