Every Ass Has A Story…

Posted by Tiff in Our freeplaylife | 3 comments

Asses are like fingerprints…no two are alike. You know how I know this? Because ever since issuing the challenge yesterday I’ve been innassdated with pictures of people’s backsides. I’ve been looking at asses all. day. long. Big, skinny, round, droopy, tan, white…you name it, I’ve seen it. Here’s what I like about you bitches…nowhere did I say you had to take pictures of your BARE ass, but that’s the direction everyone went with this. You sexy minx’s! Rawr!

This started out as a spontaneously silly thing, but I think it has struck a very real, deep, powerful chord of empowerment and acceptance. Body image is a real challenge for any girl/woman growing up in today’s society. Fact! You or me or even a group of us aren’t going to stop the constant stream of commercials/movies/videos/songs that reduces a woman’s worth down to what she looks like. The thing is, we don’t even have to. The key to escaping the mad clutches of a terribly insecure body image isn’t to stop the outside cultural influences (which is impossible anyway!)…it’s just to be aware of them and then to choose to STOP COMPARING OURSELVES TO ANYONE ELSE.

I lived in LA. I saw some shit, man. Some good, some not so good. You can certainly find whatever it is you’re looking for in a city like that! I went to drum circles and burlesque shows and mexican wrestling and hoop dancing groups and anything else that interested me. In all of those places there were badass women of all shapes and sizes working their bodies in amazing ways. I learned a lot about self acceptance from them. Watching burlesque dancers is a totally amazing experience, especially because none of them have a “victoria secret” body. But they celebrate what they have and wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s one thing to look at your body and see all the flaws but kinda like yourself anyway. It’s another thing altogether to look at your body and think, “this thing fucking ROCKS!”

My friend texted me a picture that her husband took of her this morning. She woke up early to sneak in an ass self portrait before anyone woke up. She didn’t know that her husband had woken up and was watching her. In fact, he took his own picture of her taking her ass picture. That’s the one she sent me. I asked if I could share it on my blog because it is fucking FIERCE, and she said OK. Then I told her that in that moment I loved her more than any other person on the planet and she replied back, “I feel the same way about myself when I look at it It’s such a wonderful place to be.” Thanks Christine, for stepping up to your awesome and embracing it one ass cheek at a time.

I want you to love and accept your ass right now, in whatever shape it’s in. I don’t want you to love it after another 10 pounds are lost, I don’t want you to accept it whenever you get lipo, I don’t want you to postpone enjoying having as ass for one more day longer. In the words of 50 Cent, “you a might fine woman now BACK THAT THANG UP!”

I don’t know who to credit this next image to…I found it on pinterest and can’t find the original image. If anyone knows, can you show me? I love this so much:

Your ass is internet worthy right this fucking second.

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