My hair is "bad", yes. My clothes "don't totally fit", yes. My body is a weird shape and different than many people I see, yes. But know what's great? Throwing all caution to the wind and letting yourself be maximally comfortable and defiantly unfiltered, freeing up energy to do something else that feeds you rather than saps your lifeforce. I think (at least I hope) it's kind of cunt to step into the world a little disheveled and think, "I'm smokin hot and it's your pleasure to witness me in my natural state."
