Think about it. If you want to look and feel beautiful, it certainly matters what you’re made of, and what you’re made of is certainly created and sustained by the energy and nutrients from what you eat.
If you eat natural, beautiful, raw foods from the earth, you can honestly say that is beauty, in the way a strawberry is like a flower- and essentially comes from a flower and is a flower. Not only does it smell lovely but it has a wonderful taste that companies try to recreate and use it all sorts of manufactured and refined sugar-filled foods like candy. The point is, natural food is beautiful. It’s essential, it is divine.
But look at a fast food burger. That is not beautiful. I was once a a fast food-lover and I would have been the first to step in here to argue differently, but let’s just agree that the picture in the advertisement is a far cry from the actual thing they hand you at the drive through at 2am.
Even in the midst of my addictions to dollar menus and double decker taco supremes, I often looked upon the nasty pile of fast food before me and feel disgusted with the pathetic excuse for food before me. It was thrown together like no body gave a shit to prepare it, and why would they? The ingredients are faded, mushy, processed & chemical-filled. That’s not what your body needs, wants or is asking for. It’s made with low quality meat, which came from tortured animals, which were also pumped with chemicals. If you want to look, and feel better, just remember, you are what you eat! Every meal is a chance to fuel your personal little fleshy vessel with some useful nutrition. Have we forgotten how beautiful and essential the most basic food sources are because some huge corporations have dumbed us down to 6-piece chicken nuggets and shakes made of powder?
And if that last part had you hungry for crispy nuggets or greasy breakfast burritos, just remember:
Seriously, though. With pinterest at your fingertips, there’s a vegan replacement recipe for everything you’ve ever craved and let me tell you, health food has improved in the past 10 years. Health, organic, all-natural, let alone vegan food always had a bad reputation in my head for being tasteless because the few times I tried that kind of stuff, it sucked. Maybe it’s because I was a tomboy 12 year old who had no appreciation for natural food, or maybe it’s in part to the concept that natural food has improved over the years, but I promise you, if I fed you a veggie Chicago dog today, you would never know the difference.
All this coming from the fact I misread the words on a post and thought they said, “eat beauty” and I started thinking about what that meant to me. I don’t want this to be an obnoxious rant about trying to change anyone. But I have made a total transformation in my diet over the past year and I do feel a zillion times more beautiful throughout my entire being, so to anyone on the fence, I hope this serves as encouragement.
“Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.”—Marc Hack (via happinessprinted)
Guys, don't buy your girlfriend ugly jewelry from Kay jewelers. They don't need a heart shaped pendant with diamonds tinier than a hair follicle.
I’m sorry, but guys have shitty taste in jewelry. And I hate those kind of jewelry stores. What girl wouldn’t rather have a gift certificate to Urban Outfitters for the same amount of money as the generic necklace? Just an example. I would always love a bouquet of roses, too…preferably in an usual shade, not red. If you want some gift ideas, guys, I’m here for you.
Last night I cried because I asked what kind of cat I should get and Dylan said, “You can’t have a cat, you’re allergic.” I cried and said, “Why does my body have to stop me from getting a cat. Why can’t I love whatever I want to love?”
I’m still getting used to having feelings.
FUCK THAT. I have had cats since I was born. I have had allergies since I was born, too. When I was 6 I started getting allergy shots, every week, till I was 17. I never stopped smushing my face in my cats soft fur and following them around constantly. Today I have a cat, and she doesn’t seem to make my allergies flare up as much as other pets I’ve met, but NOTHING will stop me from having cats, petting other people’s cats, kissing cats, and loving cats, especially blowing my nose or having itchy eyes. I just don’t care.
Why in the actual fuck am I so ugly and why in the actual fuck can’t I look like a kardashian?
Just get a spray tan, it will cost you about $30. Then watch a youtube tutorial on makeup contouring. Apply extra bronzer. Do winged eyeliner, and a pink lip. There are plenty of Kardashian hair tutorials. I’m sure they either involve high ponies or big waves. Paint your nails. Wear all black or neutrals. BAM.