I think, "who cares!"
I mosey on and read the other headlines and then, for whatever reason, I click back and it says, "see photos of pageant"...I click.
What the?!?!
It has pictures of the top five contestants in their bathing suits "BY JESSICA SIMPSON", it so proudly boasts....
Take a look at these photos...is this what the world calls beautiful now?


I don't get it. I know, I know...you might be thinking, "ya, Lizzie, you are saying that because you are fluffy...if you were skinny like them, you would say it is beautiful." Listen...it isn't about me being fluffy....I think it is really about the image we continue to portray to women about what beauty is. I don't believe beauty is about a weight or how make-up is applied. It grieves me how the standards are set. I see my niece and think she is the most beautiful girl in the world! With her gorgeous big, brown eyes, her strong legs and curly hair....and then I see these pics and think, "This is NOT beautiful! These girls look sick!"UGGH...not sure where I am going with this...but I saw these pic's and I just think it is sad.....
Beauty to me is watching my sister-in-law be a great mom to my niece and seeing the look in her eye as her daughter smiles. It is watching my best friend tell stupid stories about something she thinks is funny and watching her expression when I don't reward with the laugh she so wants to hear. *she giggles* It is seeing photos of all of my friends who are sisters, moms, aunts, comadres, friends, and grandmothers...all of them, in their everyday bodies, everyday clothes, doing the everyday things. It's as if they are the color on the picture God creates everyday...without them, it would as if looking at a brand new color book with its black lines and off-white paper...awaiting the artist to make it beautiful...
I am grateful to have so much beauty around me.....





