It has been a glorious day here in my part of the UK. I’d been sitting in my favorite cafe typing, well also watching the world go by. Secretly, I was eyeing up a couple of hunky builders, while drinking my latte. Even though I was not trying to attract either man, I was still thinking that I wish I had worn something nicer. And that led to me thinking about body image. And do we really look as we think we do? Or maybe it should be, how we wish we looked vs. how we actually look. There is...
DOES MY BUM LOOK BIG WHEN WEARING THING OUTFIT?
