I will never, ever be a foot model. I have very imperfect feet. They are somewhat wide and always dry. Can I write the word, 'bunion' without cringing at the judgement that might ensue? And, don't even get me started on the toenails. I just do not have pretty feet.
And thus, I love light blue toenails. Rarely will you ever see my feet not painted. I figure it has to help, even just a little bit and it is fun.
Well, this week, my big toenail on the right foot had a minor set back in pedicure life, as she is 1/2 gone. I saw all the tell-tell signs that she was going to go and fast - but I just covered it up with blue nail polish and hoped no one would notice. This week was her final straw.
I sat in the bathroom looking at my very ugly toe and thinking to myself that this used to be my favorite foot. Yes, I have a preference. Right foot, no longer. Anyways, I call my boyfriend in to share the news, as I would rather show him myself, than him be looking at my feet and utterly grossed out in next moment.
He walks in, sees my face of sadness + stress and bends down to look at my foot. He says:
"Babe, listen. Your feet are a true reflection of how awesome you are and what you get up to every day. You run, you hike, you yoga, you beach.... If you had perfect feet, well, I am not sure I would be into that. So, I think it looks cooler that way!"
And, he walked out. Just like that.
I smile at this attempt and choose to play his mind game for perspective change. I see the feet as ugly no more, and choose to see these feet as one epic mirage of adventures.
Less stress, more mind games to rock a perspective change!