I am my own work of art. Before pictures.



I was thinking about artistic things, especially with photography. I was thinking about the joy of colors and shapes and dimensions. I decided it was time. Time to declare that my body is my own work of art. I'm in control. I am going to be more careful with my materials, and my outcome. I'm going to be more conscious of what clothes I'm drawing with. The hairstyle, the foods I use to fuel this body, and more. I want to be a better artist. Not an accidental one. It's also part of my goal to live Life with more purpose..
I also want to love my body, and the starting point is to love it exactly the way it is, as I look at slimming down. I want a more efficient body. 
I even included the dreaded bathing suit picture, because my goal is to love me even if I have to crop out my legs, because I don't like looking at them.
This is about my struggle to eat with purpose, dress with purpose, speak with more purpose. This is about my gaping desire to Be More Aware. Of everything. The world around me, and the world within me. 
The goal is for me to go through my husband's phone in 6 months, in November, and see what kind of wardrobe changes I've made in my quest for clothes that add to my happiness. I realize now that the trick is to pick shirts, or pants/shorts. One can be a pattern and the other can't. I don't have room in my suitcase for things that don't match. I pick plain shorts and colorful tops. There, first conscious decision made. This is me, making sense of my world, starting with my closet. Considering what I use to decorate myself (and stay legal in covering the important parts!) We all pretty much have to wear clothes, so why not make the most of it, right?
This is also about looking at how my wardrobe should be a fun expression of myself. My wardrobe should not be an act of desperation. It should not be something I cling to. It should be one more way to enjoy each day. 

Wish me luck!

I have a few goals. Eat less. Snack less. Don't get hungry so I don't make bad eating decisions. Meal plan to help mood plan. To help plan my health. Make the choice when I make my shopping list. If I don't buy it, I don't get tempted to eat it. Before putting something in my mouth I want to ask myself: Why am I eating this? And pay attention to my answer. I know better, and blogging helps me to be accountable. It helps me to go beyond knowing better and actually doing better. If I had a scale I would say how much I weigh, but I truly don't know. I can say hopefully under 180 pounds. 
The other trick is that we eat out 90% of the time. Food is cheap in Mexico and the kitchen in our small apartment is tiny. Eating out is part of the adventure. My first challenge is how to make cheese-less choices. 

P.S. Maybe I don't need to change much in my wardrobe, maybe I just need to love what I already have. 































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