Which is not an ideal choice for food at 11:33 pm the night before a photoshoot but I threw caution to the wind and ate the fries.
Why is this a celebration you might be wondering?
Well, in the past I would have dieted hardcore and agonized over how my body looked leading up to a shoot.
I would have stared in the mirror feeling guilty and judging how the choices affected my body.
today I didn't accept shame or guilt about what i ate, instead I embraced my 34 year old body, loving her for where she is, even the grey starting to poke through my blonde hair.
Because If growing older means falling more in love with yourself and your body then sign me up and order me another basket of fries!