
Beauty Shines from the Inside | Fairfax Woman Magazine
In my mid-thirties, I am a far cry from the awkward pre-teen and teenage girl I was in the past, worried about if a boy would ever like me, and crushed when I was told I was ugly. Words back then meant a lot, and I took them to heart well into my twenties – settling for whoever seemed interested in me at the time because I didn’t believe anyone else would want me or find me attractive. Now, when a drunk guy at the bar tells me I’m “ugly” because I’ve politely, or not so politely, told him I wasn