Reverse Discrimination.

These are my eyes. The one on the left (my right eye) has permanent damage so my pupil doesn't quite dilate properly. I am not 100% sure why I chose this photo to represent this post. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that my eyes are different sizes and that could possibly represent different perceptions. Maybe I just think of the saying, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Maybe it makes sense in my head at 3am and I am just going with it so you should too eh.

I wasn't really sure how I wanted to word today's post. I feel like I came off a little conceited in some parts but I promise you, I did not mean any of it in a boastful way. I am merely trying to make a point about being nice to people. Also, I am not targeting anyone specific in my post so if you think I am talking about you, I probably am not. It is just thoughts about the general public. So without further ado, my post.

I won't sugar coat it, I really lucked out on my body. I have a Barbie body. I have a 36-24-36 on a 5'11 frame. However, it can be both a curse and a blessing. Before you start jumping down my throat about how it could never be a curse, I will explain. People with the 'ideal' bodies are often treated poorly. Yes, some special treatment is received occasionally by strangers but a lot of the times, people hate on you! And not just any old people. It is usually friends or coworkers or even family who does the hating. I am not that girl who just thinks that everyone is jealous of me. To this day, I still think people don't notice me or remember me because I just don't think I am that awesome to be gawked at.
(Again, sounding a little full of myself but please continue reading!)

I can't tell you how many times I have been told, "Man, I hate you! Who looks like that??" or "Eat something! You can't be full after three baby carrots." I have even had girls tell me that they didn't want to hang out with me because of the way I looked. What?? I wish I were making this up. Its a lonely life when girls tell you they hate you all the time/avoid hanging out with you because of how you look. It is just plain ol' mean. I would NEVER tell anyone that I didn't want to hang out with them because they weren't a size 0. If I did that, people would think I was the biggest b*tch in the whole world. But when it is reversed, it is sociably acceptable. It makes no sense at all. Why should anyone be allowed to criticize someone for the way they are built? I can't change my body type. I can't control how much food fills me up. My stomach shrank considerably in the hospital because my jaw was wired shut and then wouldn't open past three millimeters for six months.

There are days were I feel like crap because of some of the remarks I hear. I am pretty good at shaking it off but some days I just get super self conscience about it or I go home and want to cry. These things are hurtful even if you don't mean them that way. My father in law always stands up for me when people start commenting and I appreciate it a ton because I am too chicken to say anything. 

I am not saying I don't do that too. I look at girls and think, "Ugh. She has the cutest butt. I want that butt." And then I mentally covet their body for the entire time they are in my sight. So I hate on people too. But here is the thing. Hating on people is fine! It is ok! As long as you keep your mouth shut. Compliment them instead of saying hurtful things. When I am feeling catty and start hating on others, I have to take a step back and find out why I am unhappy and how I can change that. We attack others because of our own insecurities. Also, I find that complimenting others (as often as is not creepy) helps me feel better about me. And bonus because they go home feeling good about themselves instead of depressed over being bullied. We need to start changing the way we interact with each other because life is hard enough without all the negativity. We don't know other people's internal monologue is telling themselves so what may be a tiny, innocent comment could be the straw that broke the camel's back.

I challenge you to compliment and praise instead of harassing/making snide comments. Then report to me! I guarantee that you will feel better about yourself and you will be happier in life overall.

Love, Mika.

Day 35 and 36.

 

My hair is finally back to my favorite red velvet cake color! I forgot how much I loved this color. If you are looking for a new summer color, this one is it. It works on every skin tone every created and its so fun! Plus, red heads are always in. My outfit consists of a stretchy black v neck with a purple tank and a ruffled teal skirt. I love this skirt so much! Probably because of the ruffles... it just feels so flirty and makes me want to spin. Fortunately, in this pic you can't see the layer of pancake batter spilled down the front of it. I was only eight minutes into my shift when I whisked the batter too vigorously, causing it to seek revenge. I paired it was polka dotted heels! 

 

This look I wore to work too. Ignore my awesome background. My room is so tiny that is is very cluttered even when it is clean so I do my best. It also has awful lighting. Normally I would not pair this skirt with a shirt that matched my hair but I was running super late this morning and decided it would go better with it than an orange shirt. I would usually pair this skirt with one of my twenty teal shirts but I wanted to stay away from my high school colors today even though it is a really awesome combo. I also paired these with black velvet pumps. I didn't show them today because you can imagine them and they are really plain, black shoes. I found this skirt at Urban Outfitters! It also comes in a rosy color. Very pretty! 

Love, Mika.