It’s that time of month again. No, not THAT one. It’s time to Love EVERY Body! This month we’re focusing on the base that holds everything up – our legs and feet.
Having a pear shape means that I carry my weight on the bottom half of my body, so my legs have always been fairly large and shapely. My thighs are thick with hints of cellulite and stretch marks. But like I said last time, why worry about something you can’t change? I mean, the dreaded C word has less to do with being fat and more to do with the way your body stores fat. Even the slimmest people can be rocking a little cellulite. As for those stretch marks, they’re the battle wounds I earned for surviving puberty. I deserve something for making it through all those crushes, pimples and style mishaps!
My lovely stems have always been fairly muscular making them more like stalks. My father always joked that the strength of my legs made me the perfect candidate for kicker on the football team. Unfortunately for him, I was always more interested in flirting with the football players than the actual game.
These days I’m carrying around a few (or a lot of) extra pounds, but my legs continue to retain their musculature. Of course, this means that finding knee high boots that fit around my calves is damn near impossible, and completely worthy of a football style victory dance. Those years of flirting with football players were definitely not wasted! Total win.
While I do like the shape of my legs, I wish they were a bit slimmer. Combine that with my lazy shaving habits and you’ve got legs that remain hidden from the light of day. I’m pretty sure they run the risk of melting if they step foot in the sun.
Don’t get me wrong. In the spirit of ZZ Top, I do have legs and I definitely know how and love to use them . . . to walk, dance, chase my fur babies, hike, swim and kick Troy when he’s being too annoying (just kidding .. sort of). I’m also quite capable of using them, in all their furry sexiness, to strut my stuff. Okay, maybe I do actually have to shave for this one, but it’s worth it (on special occasions).
My feet are a size 8 1/2 and a little bit wide, but they serve me well. They carry the weight of my body, while also working with my legs to allow me the freedom to wander the world in cute shoes. What more could a girls ask for?
How do you feel about your legs and feet?