LETTER FROM THE EDITOR: Love and Door Handles

Today’s Friday PSA: I don’t like having my photo taken either, and I still love to walk through that door. You think you’re critical of your body? Imagine living in observation mode all day everyday day. My face is puffy, my love handles have more handle despite my upper body coming in, my body now hates gluten, dairy, sugar and overall fun, but I’m more flexible than I was at 17 (thanks Craig Thomas) and this and that, yada yada yada. 

The point is I still love having my photograph taken because I get to celebrate who I am now, and the growth during this crazy journey of life. Your outer is never gonna be perfect, and your inner is constantly developing. A good photo captures your essence and leaves the love handles at the door. Open the door.

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