Stop spending all day obsessing, cursing, perfecting your body like it's all you've got to offer the world.
The less you are trying to please the eyes of the world, the more you will find pleasure, expression and love for yourself.
A woman's worth is the totality of who she is. We are more than our bodies. We are more than our age or beauty. We are more than our sexual allure. A truly empowered woman knows how to love herself and love another, completely. Her heart has no limits. Her choices have no limits.
"Wow, she's gained so much weight." "She really looks terrible." "I can't believe how big she is." This is what I imagine people say about me when I walk out of a room.
Before the age of 14, I was offered cunnilingus from strangers, followed for blocks and called every form of "slut" one can imagine.
Every princess pees and poops several times every day, if her digestive tract is healthy. So why are we being uptight about our needs? Society and ...
Every time we give another woman permission to talk about her experience openly, we reclaim a little power from a society that tells us we should just grin and juice cleanse it.
When girls grow up believing we are our appearance, and when the media glorifies -- and bombards us with -- an appearance that is so unrealistic, we are set up for dissatisfaction, low self-esteem and a less-fulfilled life.
Your body wasn't meant to be treated like an object for others to scrutinize -- it was meant to be treasured as the most incredible and most advanced instrument that you have to receive the world.
Generally before I make any decisions in life, I ask myself one important question: What Would Ryan Lochte Do?
I catch my reflection in a store window and laugh. Gravity does what gravity does. But I'm still happier now than I ever have been. I'm sorry my younger self didn't know how to celebrate what she had when she had it! But I do now!
Enjoy your interview for what it is -- an inspiring conversation, not a body-evaluation -- and remember: You are more than just a size, a weight, or a shape. You are a whole human being -- more beautiful, more valuable, more competent and capable than you know.
My best day as a mom came about six months after my worst day as a mom.
Well, hello Huffington Post readers. My name is Stacie; I am a photographer, filmmaker and writer. As I begin this blog, I am not technically a blogger. I wrote a blog for a few months and then I quit. I quit because I am weak and scared and I didn't like all of the trouble, drama and insecurities that my particular blog stirred up.
My body tells the story of all the pieces of women who made me; an amalgamation of my ancestry. I am a patchwork quilt of evolution built from the genetics of women who lived remarkably unremarkable lives.
My default mode is to see and focus on my flaws and imperfections. I'm starting to see a bit more.