A Woman Should Be....

So I'm taking a shower this morning and while shaving my legs I thought to myself how much I love having really slick legs (as opposed to never shaving). As soon as I had that thought I froze and reprimanded myself, demanding, "Why should a woman only feel good about her legs when she shaves them?"

I should like my legs whether shaved or not. I don't know if it's society telling me I should like my legs only when shaved or just something natural I enjoy. I love things in a set order. My hair should be flat and straight, my makeup equal on my face, my clothes matching and pressed, and my legs without hair. I'm OCD like that.

But then I realized that it isn't just my obsessive ticks that make me shave my legs. It's the same thing that tells me I must be perfect in order to be beautiful. I don't like having hair on my legs just like I don't like being fat. I don't like my chubby legs, big butt, my color of hair, my big forehead, small(ish) breasts, my big belly, my pimply face, the clothes I wear since they aren't trendy, and the car I drive because it's wrecked and old. A woman should be perfect and she can't without all those flaws.

But those flaws are what make me the perfect woman. I may be a tiny bit chubby but I've come to terms with that. I wouldn't have been chubby if it wasn't perfect in God's eyes. My hair is bright and shiny and though it's color isn't perfect I would rather walk into a grocery store with this frizz head than curls and perms. It's perfect for my big forehead, and my forehead is the perfect size for people to see that badass scar on it. I'd rather have all these scars on my body than a flawless body because they show how perfectly I've lived my life to the fullest extent and taken a few blows while I'm at it. Even though my tattoo isn't a typical woman's accessory, it is for me. It shows what I've been through and how confident I am in the future and all I have yet to experience. My clothes and car aren't perfect but while I pay bills and get on my feet they work.

Being a woman is not about flawless appearance and shiny belongings. It's about being perfect as who you are with what you have been given and that's good enough for me.