I shop practically everywhere. And believe me that when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere… and that includes the children’s wear department.
I’m one of those girls who are always first in line whenever the teacher would say “find your height.” I’m always sitting in front when taking class pictures, and I always ask for the smallest size available when ordering my uniform for the Physical Education class. When I turned eighteen, I looked like twelve. Now at twenty one, I still look like I belong in high school. Growing up, it’s been my big fat frustration.
I’ve been the petite little girl all my life. I won’t lie and say I’ve always loved myself that way, because there were times that I wished I was a different person. But through the years, I realized that I’m not the only person on the face of this planet who has an insecurity or two. More importantly, I realized that depressing over who you’re not only deprives yourself from discovering who you really are and what you can be. I learned to embrace my flaws and love myself for what I am, and though I’m not exactly Miss Universe material, I am happy- because I feel forever 21. :)
Photos by Mark Clemente