Comparison K I L L A ☠️
Today I went for a casting for a pretty cool advert pitch, and the brief was *so* me. Honestly. Looking for a weight lifting-cum-spinning queen, she’s standing right here. (Mega LOL if I don’t get picked but anyway...). So there I am in the holding area, ready to go, and three other girls walk through the door also for the casting. All in good shape, crops out, the lot. And yet I couldn’t help but immediately feel “why am I here?! There’s no point me being here, clearly I’m not worthy”...
Now I must admit this happens to me on many an occasion, but hand on heart today was the first time I’ve ever noticed myself snap out of it, and completely. I don’t know how, or when, but I seem to be in a state of mind that I am far more confident in who I am and what I have to offer. If people don’t like or don’t want that, then cool: as Blair said, “Once men have tasted caviar it baffles me how they settle for catfish” 💅🏾 ANYWAY. Point is, things don’t happen overnight to change your perspective. It’s taken me many years (and many tears) to get here, but it’s a nice feeling when you arrive ☺️ Also thank you to my new @ leggings for making my profile shots for the camera look exxxtra 🙋🏾♀️