The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things."
I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon. ~Ellen DeGeneres
Thursday, March 05, 2009
In SLC and looking at
In SLC and looking at a tiny tiny 35 passenger plane-let! My least favorite size - 10 rows only. Like flying in the honda civic.