What are you irrational about?
Everyone has one thing about them that they are completely irrational about. They won't listen to reason no matter what others have to say on the topic. Now I don't mean something necessarily you hate about yourself. I mean completely neurotic irrational. I don't like my thighs but I know there is probably nothing wrong with them. But I am completely irrational about my hands from about two inches above my wrist to the tips of my fingers.
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You know know this already about me. But you might not know how neurotic I am about it. I see my hands and I see crazy long fingers and a spindly frist (my husband said its like a cankle but for forearm and wrist) Most peoples arms start to get larger right at the wrist mine takes a good 6 inches before it does. Its weird. Made weirder by my man sized hands.
Well my hands aren't the size of a mans but my fingers are longer than most. I even made my husband measure his wrist, forearm and fingers and to see the difference between them and used as fuel for my "I have madonna hands" fire. OH and on that note they are veiny. Like odd blue veins.
I am aware of how ridiculous I am being about it. That's why I asked what are you IRRATIONAL about?
All that said I am realistic. They can't be that bad if they are the same size as Marilyn's.
So what are you completely irrational about your body?
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I'm actually surprised that I even posted this photo, but I was making a chin and my forehead is covered by my hair. http://www.flickr.com/photos/nadnuk/3404297483/
I am not fond of my jowls. I can see it happening - I don't have a strong jaw line, and my skin is aging and I am starting to get jowl-y. It's totally unfair. I get kind of ridiculous about it, actually.
And mamichan, I never ever noticed any bags under your eyes.
I use to have to coolest hair. Getting old sucks.
I have similar irrational fixations--- short fat fingers squeezed onto fat hands a la Rachael Ray, jowls and Hitchcock nose, and super flabby arms.
But, I completely and obssessively fixate on my pores. I refer to myself as strawberry-nose. You know what started it, too? Did you ever see the movie The Truth About Cats and Dogs, when the make-up girl magnified Janeane Garofolo's face? Sent me straight to the mirror, and I realized that was me, too, except worse. Make-up covers it up, but it wears off, and I know what's under there. I need hypnosis to get over it.
I also jut out my chin a bit in pics to hide the double chin!