Encinitas, California, the once sleepy beach town, is now a busy, bustling hub of activity. In terms of Peaceful Living Travel itunfortunately does not warrant a stellar review anymore.
Over recent years I have watched Encinitas turn into a little Los Angeles. It was especially distinct on this visit because I have not spent time there for three years.
In general my visit was nerve-wracking! That said…
Every couple needs to take time to reconnect and deepen their intimacy. And what better way is there than to go on a beach minibreak? South Beach is a great place to do just that! Whether you’re looking for a vibrant nightlife, fantastic shopping, delicious food, gorgeous beaches or all-of-the-above SoBe has it!
Miami Beach in general has a reputation for being a playground for the rich and famous, a place to see and be seen. And it definitely is that! But, it’s also a bastion of diversity and a laid-back beach town. Yes there are beautiful, scantily clad bodies. But, there are also a lot of other bodies. So don’t worry, even if you want to wear a modest swim suit or clothing you will be okay.
I’ve been putting off writing this blog because honestly I think I am a little afraid to write about fear. I know – the irony. It’s also been a busy time of year with all of the end-of-school activities for the kids. So it’s been hard to find the time necessary to write about such an important and deep topic.
But now, on a beautiful Saturday morning, with a thunderstorm brewing on the horizon, it’s time.
Thunderstorms are such an apt metaphor for fear. They loom…They are impending… and then they BOOM & CRACK & GUSH! But, in general, if one takes proper precautions they are not dangerous. They will not hurt us. In fact, I love thunderstorms. That’s not to say that I don’t have a healthy fear of them – especially if I’m driving. But again, if I’m prepared, I take caution, and yes, if I’m brave, I can weather even a ferocious thunderstorm (even the emotional kind 😉
For many of us it is not easy to be bold about our bodies! We are constantly bombarded with media images telling us why being anything but tall and thin (but, not too tall if you’re a woman! Unless you’re a model) is unattractive, unappealing and unhealthy!
And it’s no wonder, because all of that shaming imagery works! According to market research reported in U.S. News and World Reports Americans spend upwards of $60 billion annually on weight loss alone! And that does not include medical intervention, such as bariatric surgery, liposuction, cool-sculpting, etc. We drink up the shame and open our wallets to the diet-industrial complex more than any other industry besides beer ($83 billion) and lottery tickets ($69 billion)!
Baby Got Back!
~ Anonymous guys on the beach
The inspiration for today’s blog came from a moment this morning when I looked in the mirror and thought to myself, “Wow! My boobs are big!” (Okay, really they’re not that big… but for me, they are). Accepting my body as it is has been a HUGE challenge for me! So this was an interesting thought to cross my mind. I actually thought something nice about my body.
I have a Pinterest board dedicated to “Being Brave About Body Image.” I repost other’s blogs about body image and talk a lot about how OTHER people are being so brave about body image. But to date, I have not told my own story. So now is the time:
Back to my big boobs… I recently went on a bra-buying spree. It is VERY HOT here in The South during the summer!!!! And don’t even get me started on the humidity! So my cute, but cheap Target bras were just not holding up well in any way, shape, or form in the heat. So I decided to go buy some quality bras. It just so happened that I put one of those bras on today with a fairly tight fitting white T-shirt and then happened to glance in the mirror – what a difference a good bra makes! Thank you Soma Intimates (& no this is not an affiliate marketing kudo).
I thought to myself, “for the first time in my life I feel like I’m proportionate.” You see, I’ve always been heavy on the bottom and fairly flat chested. Even when I was twenty years old, weighed 118 lbs, and had abs of steel, I still had a “bubble butt” and “thunder thighs.” And yet, I only wore a B cup. This was in the pre-Kim Kardashian and Jennifer Lopez bubble butts are sexy days. I HATED my butt and thighs!! (more…)