Embrace The Fabulous

How many times have you felt like the life you lead wasn’t the life you wanted?  How many times have you let an opportunity pass because you didn’t feel good enough about yourself to take it?  How sick and tired are you of making excuses as to why your life isn’t consumed with the sparkle and shine of a thousand disco balls?

Disco may have died, but the sparkle lives on.

I’ve got three words for you: embrace the fabulous.  You heard me.  Embrace.  The.  Fabulous.

Confused?  Let me explain myself.

I, like many other 20-somethings out there, have times when my self-esteem is shot and I feel like a pitiful excuse of a human being.  I wallow in my pathetic-ness by making salmonella-free cookie dough (basically just the sugar, flour, and butter) and pondering whatever it is that’s bothering me.  “Will I be single the rest of my life?”  “Will I ever see my high school body again?”  “Why does everyone around me seem to have it together?”  “Should I restart my life somewhere else?”  “What am I missing?”

I could go on and on and on, but really what’s the point?  Besides, this post is meant to be an upper not a downer.

There are so many times that we could let ourselves be dragged down by these negative thoughts, but it’s just not worth it.  Everyone has something so special about themself and it may only be visible to other people.

Though I’ve been told I radiate confidence, I’ve never felt like I was all that spectacular and from the feedback I’ve received from pasts posts, it seems I’m not alone.  I feel like I go through life being myself—for the most part anyway—and I’m happy exponentially more than I’m not.  If that turns into an outward expression of confidence, great.  I just wish my inner self could embrace it quite as easily as my outer self seems to.

A piece of advice I’ve discovered and shared over the years has been this: if you don’t feel confident, fake it.  Eventually, you won’t be able to tell the difference between faking and being.  And yes, I have a story for this.

Shortly after we returned from a school trip to Europe, Hawkeye was house-sitting for his parents and invited me over to work on a project that was due the next day.  When I got there, the hot tub was warming up and after about an hour of studying, he announced that we would be going in.  Naked.

I hadn’t planned on our study session taking such a raunchy turn and I was having an internal freak-out.  I had never skinny-dipped before and was nervous about having to disrobe in front of him and walk to the hot tub.  I have never been body confident and was packing some extra weight that I had gained on our trip.  My mind was racing with thoughts of rejection at the sight of my thunder thighs, but then I remembered the “fake it ’til you make it” plan and my mental state changed.

Here was a good-looking guy wanting to skinny dip with me.  Wanting to see me naked.  Who was I to deny him that because of my insecurities?  So I stripped down to nothing but a smile and all the things I was worried about (body rolls, cellulite dimples, stomach pooch) didn’t matter.  I was a naked woman standing in front of a naked man and he wasn’t scrutinizing my flaws.  He was looking at a naked chick!

Even today, years later, I’m amazed that I went through with it, but I am so glad I did.  I took that monster that was my own self-doubt and cut it down at the knees.  By embracing the fabulous-ness that is me, I faced a fear and conquered it wholeheartedly.  I forgot to worry about my own body issues and had a great time drinking beers and gazing at the full moon.

Sometimes we have to just accept that we are the bomb.com.  Each of us is amazing and we so often forget about just how awesome we are.  The next time you are afraid or insecure, remember to embrace the fabulous that is YOU.

If nothing else, you’ll at least get a good story out of it.

2 thoughts on “Embrace The Fabulous

    • Jessica says:

      Thank you so much! Believe me, it wasn’t easy. The next time you’re faced with a situation, don’t forget to embrace the fabulous! You won’t be sorry. =)

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