is there anything about yourself that you used to hate, but now like? i used to hate my dimples, i tried not to smile so that people wouldn't point them out. i used to get called dimple queen at school which i didnt like one bit. but now i like them and im glad i have them! :bigear:
I used to really hate my ass...I thought it was fat and too big... But, now, I think it's just right...I like the way it fills out my pants
Vag... I Use to Think my Lips were too Big and Hung too Low... But I Now I Love them as They are Extra Sensitive... more to Play Around with...
my shoulders. they're very broad and straight for my short stature. but now i like them. i like my arms, too, despite their largeness. apparently they're attractive to just the right people. that's good enough for me.
I inherited my dad's strong upper body but not much ass to speak of. Some of the girls said it was a cute little ass but that pissed me off even more. 2 million powersquats later I think it's an ass most would be proud of. :rmoon2:
My red hair. I hated it and other kids made fun of it. And then it came back into style. Though women don't generally dig red hair on guys. One woman I asked out several years ago wouldn't and when I asked her why she said that red pubic hair frightened her.
I've always thought red hair on guys was cute. I've had crushes on lots of red-headed men in my lifetime I dig different, though.
The best thing is, I can walk down the street in DC or Baltimore and pass an obvious bottle readhead and call over my shoulder "WANNABE!!!"
My hair...I know this isn't what you meant, but I hated it an hour ago and now I think it fucking rocks.
oh, GOD. i've always adore red hair. it's my thing. red hair is a glory. i'd never have gone redhead if i didn't think it was the ultimate in sexy. i don't like blondes, actually. never did like them.
that not liking blondes is kinda harsh. it's not my taste, but someone special can always break the rule. i just come from a family of blondes, so it's pretty creepy.
( at KC's blonde comment.) When I was around 6 or 7 I used to hate my name--Gabrielle. It was so different than all the other girls in my class. I went through a period where I would tell people to call me different names (Kelly and Tiffany stand out). But over time I grew to like it.
I used to really hate having freckles, which are impossible to cover up with foundation! Now I love them, they're cute and summery!
I used to hate my eyes because I thought they were too small, but one day I finally realized that they only APPEAR small because of my glasses. That probably sounds ridiculous, but I've had glasses since I was five years old. I'm never without them and I can't see shit without them, so I just hadn't noticed. Anyway...yeah, I used to hate my eyes. Now I'm fine with them. They're nothing special, but they're not as bad as I thought they were.
