Compliment yourself on your least favorite physical feature. Find the beauty in it and describe it.
I have a love/hate relationship with my thighs… thanks to Beyonce and her damn thigh gap. No matter how much weight I lose, no matter how much I squat, lunge, run or skip, they remind me that they are here to stay.
But I suppose it’s better than having nothing. I suppose they give me a shape that’s “acceptable” in today’s society. I guess I can find joy in them holding me back from my size 4. [ side eye ].
But on a more serious note, no one has ever “insulted” my legs. I think my disdain from them came from a young a age, an age where I didn’t understand that African women come with a shape. It wasn’t till recently that I have learned to love what was provided to me, I have a shape people are paying thousands to sculpt, thighs included.