That itâ€™s mine and I donâ€™t let anybody chip how I feel about it anymore. I never fight with it anymore. My two siblings are models. So is my dad. I am far from it, without being overweighted by any means. It took me a while to be comfortable with it but now I really, really like it. I like my behind and belly because both are generous parts of my body. I use to dislike them, I embrace them now.
Respect. I dream that women will be treated respectfully. The harshness one might see in strong feminists seems to me like reminiscences of anger and fear. I want women to be respected at work.