At a time were deversity is everywhere, and being who we are matters.Or does it? There are so many styles trends and clicks, that we forget sometimes, that it doesn't matter. Be beautiful first by loving yourself. I instil this to my children. My son 18, jeans, tshirt, computer game geek. Is what they call him. My daughter, 16, gothic, punk, dark, always in black, and wearing skulls on everything. She is the writer, poet. Both from the same woumb, yet there paths so diffrent. I feel that they should be proud of who they are. Cause mom sure is...
