I have never been what others would consider beautiful. Nor have I been called pretty. Or sophisticated, elegant gorgeous, or classy.
At times this would bother me deeply. I would see other women receiving attention and become very jealous. I was envious of what they had and I didn't. But it wasn't until I discovered my own gifts, my own uniqueness, my own authenticity, that I realized I was my own brand of Spice. With this realization came the greatest freedom.
I no longer want to look pretty, or skinny, or dressed to the nines. Instead I run, practice yoga, stomp all over mountains, shave my head, and proudly display a variety of tats and a double pierced nose. I also create space for healing others. I am deeply loving, broadly caring, and wildly accepting.
I'm not sure if this makes me otherworldly or vaguely threatening, but that's kind of the look I'm going for these days.