Or, more to the point, why should you even care about MegaBeauts?
It’s a good question, especially considering that there are millions of other fantastic health and beauty blogs out there in the infosphere.
What am I trying to sell?
What sort of pipe dream am I smoking?
What kind of designer handbags do I think Chanel is going to send me for promotional purposes?
This is about mindset.
About creating a beautiful one.
In fact, I want you to make it a habit.
This is about your hips and my bum and our bodies.
Your deepest fears.
Cycles of self sabotage.
Debilitating doubt that holds you back from life.
You see, I struggle with self image. Anxiety. Chronic illness. Disappointment. Disconnection. And you do too.
No holds barred, all skin bared
And to be honest, that’s normal.
But we can do better than this.
You see, after the last year of near death experiences, what I realized I wanted most was to live a genuinely beautiful life. In and out. Every side included.
To achieve absolute beauty consciousness.
To create a beautiful mindset.
Not in a hippie dippy woo woo way.
In a human way.
In a real way.
In a beautiful way.
In a way that heals. That seeks out what I don’t understand, connects with every feeling of doubt and misconception – and reveals the perfection and purpose inside of it.
What motivates your beauty choices?
And this means taking stock.
Looking at belly rolls. Gender norms. Choices. Motives. Fake lips and chronic eczema.
Creating a beautiful mindset means seeing everything completely different to before. Brand new. Beautiful and frightening.
That’s why I blew up my inhibitions and decided to start a health and beauty blog for your brain.
I started my blogging journey with a ruffle through social media – which was something I had devoutly avoided at all costs until this venture.
My first foray into Instagram was more like Instadeath. I definitely thought about killing myself after about five minutes.
However, the resounding question in my mind was, how could I be so ugly (and inferior and pointless)?
After all this time, how could I not know how disgustingly plain and insignificant I was?
Are you as ugly as I am?
I mean, looking at things honestly and objectively for a minute, there are so many beautiful people out there – like freaking gorgeous, hands down, no competition.
And some brilliant, creative, amazing hands and minds at work, devising and discovering some truly mind-blowing stuff. We live in amazing times.
More more more!
But the thing is,
at least for me,
is that so much of this content make me feel really shitty about myself. So often, it’s all presented in a way that intentionally inspires me to feel insignificant, unaccomplished, unimaginative, and definitely not my beautiful best.
Ugly would be a compliment by comparison.
This is my brain on Instagram
So it’s down to me. To Look Again. See myself. Heal my own perceptions. See things I don’t understand and grasp at the incomprehensible truth. The uncomfortable truth. To create the beauty I want to see in my own life and stop worrying about everything else.
Let’s dispense with all these high school notions of hierarchy and shame. If bedazzling cupcakes is your thing, fine. If botox and boob jobs are your cup, seriously, I’m 100% cool with that. If My Little Ponies get you hot and bothered, I’m with ya.
But let’s just be real about it, kids.
In this blog, I intend to shine a light on the nitty, gritty, real, candid, beautiful things in life by being open and honest, and asking for your contributions in kind.
By being curious.
Asking the difficult questions. Getting the beautiful answers. Creating a beautiful mindset that heals and serves us, others, puppies, the sky, and everything.
I want your beauty experience to be one that is edifying and enjoyable, full of companionable experience and informed empowerment. That means changing the lens.
And if you’re struggling, it’s OK. We struggle together.
Is this you?
This is an opportunity to take back what is rightfully yours. Your brain. Your body. Your beauty.
Just be plain old, beautiful you, right out in the sun where all the bobbly bits only show how awesome you really are.
At no one else’s expense.
And taking control of your life in a way that just means you’ve got this thing, baby. Because you do.
And shift that lens. Or maybe get a new pair of glasses, because seeing everything in its distinct flavor of health and beauty is what we’re doing up in here.
Your enviable ankles and your great big, dimply bum. The break downs and break throughs. Everything goes. Make it real.
I’m with ya, babies
Tell me. Did your Facebook account become a tidal wave of shame and unrelenting disaster? Has someone tried to use your beautiful body against you with revenge porn? Have you tried to remove your double chin with a steak knife?