I got ripped off in the gene pool department. On my dad's side of the family, the women have big hoo-ha's and saddlebags on their thighs. On my mom's side of the family, they have iddy-biddy titties and bird legs. Imagine: big boobs and long, skinny legs. Sounds perfect, right? But no, I got ripped. Small boobs and short, athletic legs. I would still say that I'm an attractive girl, but I definitely don't have my dream body.
I'm very critical about my legs. Right now, it's 90 degrees outside, but you won't find me wearing shorts. Sometimes I'll wake up and feel pretty good about myself. I'll think "okay, the shorts don't look so bad." After a couple of hours, that confidence wears off and I'll feel uncomfortable and exposed. What induces this change of mindset? Usually when I see a girl who I think is much better looking than me. I'll admire her legs and wish mine looked that good. Girls are weird like that. We all do it. I might think she looks perfect, but she probably feels the same way about some one else.
Every one has that one (physical) thing they wish they could change about themselves. And mine is my legs. The small boob part isn't so bad...thank God for Victoria's Secret.
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