Shia LaBeouf said it best. I’m not famous.
I didn’t lose weight to become known for it. I didn’t go looking for any attention, I just went looking for better health. I’ve written before about how putting out positive thoughts can attract more of that into your life. Well, ta da! I am on the Cover of Woman’s World Magazine this week.
How did this happen? That’s a question I can’t seem to stop asking myself. My tiny speck of a blog got noticed by the magazine’s editor and things just developed from there. Along with the 2 page spread and being the cover model, I was hosted on radio talk shows and interviewed on the evening news. Pretty overwhelming for this girl! I learned a lot about how hard working the local media personalities and journalists in my city are, and how fast paced it all moves.
I found myself dealing with quite a bit of anxiety the past few days. Radio and TV have to condense the past year and a half of my life for time’s sake. I don’t want to screw up the message. This whole ordeal will mean nothing if it doesn’t come across as authentic. I don’t know if I’m really cut out for dealing with all the media attention that I have been getting. I very much expect to be just a flash in the pan. In another week, many will have totally forgotten my story. But if one person says to me that I played a role in their own personal journey of change than my anxiety is worth it.
I stressed my need to remain authentic to Woman’s World the first time we spoke. My weight loss transformation was a natural one. I refused to be pigeon holed into making it fit into the current diet trend. If my story was to be told, it would have to be MY story. I am very satisfied with the job the writers did. I am not so satisfied with the job that the Photoshop team did. I knew when I signed the photo release during the shoot it would be expected that they might whiten my teeth, I wasn’t expecting a whole new mouth shape. Not that I think I am some fabulous beauty, but I never really minded my mouth. Or the lines on my forehead when I smile. Or my nose. There were quite a few changes made.
I’ll let you see for yourself.
I think if I were ever to be turned into a Barbie Doll, this picture would be a good representation. I am not angry, sad or hurt that they felt it necessary to change parts of my face. I am just thankful they left my body alone because that would be a complete lie and not cool at all in my opinion. I find it a bit humorous to be honest. Once I got over the shock of looking at a picture that was me -but not quite me – I found it hilarious. I’m not sure the things they changed actually made me look “better”. I kinda like me the way I am. “Flaws” and all. In fact, I have never enjoyed my crooked teeth more. S0 thank you Woman’s World for sharing my story and thank you for giving me even more reasons to love the person that I am.