Silly thoughts.

Sometimes when I'm not asked out by guys I think stupid things. 

Like, men don't find me physically attractive.

It must be my hair. It's too poofy.

But then I listen to Heart and watch A Room With a View and feel much better about my glorious hair.

Then I think, it must be my weight. Men must be disgusted by my body rolls.

But then I go on a run, think about all of the beautiful rubenesque women in the world who date, and I feel beautiful.

Well something must be wrong with me, right? I know, I wear too much makeup. Men think I'm pale and I look like an undead zombie with all of that eyeshadow.

Wait, no...my ankles. My chin hair. My glasses. My unkempt nail polish. My clothes.
I'M A MONSTER!!!

I mean, obviously something is wrong with me.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOPE.
In the immortal words of Christina Aguilera, "You are beautiful in every single way!"

In the words of the even more wiser Gordon B. Hinckley, "In very large measure each of us holds the key to the blessings of the Almighty upon us. If we wish the blessing, we must pay the price. A part of that price lies in being faithful. Faithful to what? Faithful to ourselves, to the very best that is within us. No woman can afford to demean herself, to belittle herself, to downgrade her abilities or her capacities. Let each be faithful to the great, divine attributes that are within her."

a. Chuck Bass knows all about inner beauty. b. Things that make me happy...Chuck Bass.

Things that make me happy.
1. I invented a yummy meal (pesto pita pizza).
2. Church was lovely.
3. I have wonderful friends.
4. I love my job.
5. Juice is delicious.
6. I ran a personal best timed mile on Saturday.
7. Cupcake Brigade!
8. Thanks to a wonderful man, I have my power steering back.
9. All of the amazing music (Sufjan Stevens, Stornoway, Gotye, Great Lake Swimmers, Mates of State, etc.)
10. Jewish cookies and nice people returning my purse that I accidentally left in S. SLC.