Overcoming Perfectionism

Everyday as we scroll through Instagram, we are confronted with perfect hair, perfect makeup, and perfect relationships, perfect everything. 

I would scroll down Instagram looking at these perfect girls, thinking to myself, "what can I do to make myself look like that?" It's something most of us are guilty of at one point or another.

And for me, it didn't end there. Throughout high school, I spent most of my time striving after perfection. Losing sleep, missing out on time spent with friends, and more... all to obtain a report card with straight A's. It got to the point where I began to lose focus on who I was as a person, preferring to define my worth based on the perfection of my GPA. This made me extremely anxious and depressed, almost a shell of the happy girl I used to be. 

After lots of soul searching and prayer, I realized that a life spent striving after perfection is no life at all. Sure good grades are extremely important, but at what cost? Being myself, faults and all, was more important.

I began to take little measures to try and overcome my perfectionism. Whether it be through skipping a night of studying to spend time with my friends, or making sure that I did something that I enjoyed every single night. And remarkably enough, I slowly started to become happier. My anxiety began to subside, and I once again began to recognize the girl staring back at me in the mirror.

Throughout this experience, I learned that the only way to overcome perfectionism is through self-love. Loving myself instead of hating, empowering myself instead of criticizing, and building myself up instead of tearing myself down.

I know young women like myself are constantly faced with the "pressure to be perfect". Some days, it seems to come at us from all angles, from the perfect celebs on our favorite guilty pleasure shows, to the models we stalk on Instagram. But the important thing to remember is that love is louder than the pressure to be perfect. Loving ourselves deeply, passionately, and fervently, is the only antidote to the disease of perfectionism.

So the next time you find yourself scrolling down Instagram looking at these "perfect" models and celebs, scroll down your own instead, and love the exquisite, beautiful, and perfectly imperfect person that is YOU.

Imperfectly,

Haley

Embracing the 5' 9" View

For the longest time, I was insecure about my height.

I am girl who is almost 5’ 9"... which for a girl is pretty tall! Throughout middle school I was actually one of the shortest ones among my friends, but then one day I was about 2-3 inches taller than them all.

Compared to all of my friends, I felt I awkwardly stood out and it made me uncomfortable. At worship at church, I used to stand with one leg bent to try and make myself seem shorter. The worst part was heels. Now being a pageant girl and just a girl in general, I LOVE heels. Half of my shoe collection consists of an arrangement of heels. When I wear heels I am about 6 feet tall. Talk about sticking out! With heels I am often the tallest girl in the room! I can even be taller than most guys.

It drove me insane. I would debate for 20 minutes on whether or not to wear heels with an outfit or if I should just go with the flattest shoe possible. At this time I was feeling very bad about the way I looked. Not only was I insecure about my height, but then I began to pick out my imperfections. I felt maybe I needed to change who I was to fit in other was since my height wasn’t helping me. Being a perfectionist did not help the fact I felt I needed to look a certain way to be accepted. All the way around, I was a very insecure person.

Then one day, after hearing things from multiple people about loving my height or how I should not be afraid to be myself, I began to love the person God made me to be. August 23rd, 2015... I was baptized and in my video it stated that I am not a perfect person and I need someone who is to save me. I gave my life over to Christ and realized that I am never going to be perfect and that is okay. I do not need to look a certain way or be insecure.

Do not get me wrong, I still have my insecurities here and there... but I know that the love given to me from a God that loves is all that I need to feel good about the person He has made me to be.

So now... I don’t give it a second thought if I want to wear some heels out; I wear those things with confidence!

To watch Mackenzie's Baptism, please click here

 

 

 

With God's love,

Mackenzie

A College Lesson In Beauty

When entering my first year of college... I never would have guessed the most common thought in my head would be - "You can get stretch marks there?!"

You may be laughing, but I am dead serious! Before beginning college, no one told me the hardest thing I would have to learn is that you will gain weight and...duh duh duh...stretch marks appear out of nowhere! 

A little back story before I get into the point of this blog ( it does have a point I promise). My whole life I was the tiny little blonde. I had beautiful features, that were often noticed and commented on. I had a petite body even though I could eat a cheeseburger, fries, and a milkshake all in one sitting and be hungry two hours later. Then of course, this lifestyle eventually caught up to me. Junior year of High School... I finally started gaining weight. However, it was still not an issue, some will even say I actually looked healthier. Then came Senior year... before I knew it, I put on about ten pounds just in the first semester! (Yes, early college freshman 15 is a thing). So that January, I decided to invest in myself in order to tryout for my College Dance Team. I started running every day, I was dancing four nights a week, and changed my diet. In a little under four months I lost the extra weight and then some, and was almost back down to my original weight! So, keep all of this in mind as I begin my story about the hardest lesson I learned in college. 

Moving to a new place is hard. Now add the stress of living with a complete stranger and being thrown out on your own for the first time. Talk about change! Even though I knew this experience was going to come with a lot of firsts and hard lessons, I couldn't have been more excited to start this new chapter in my life. I still remember my first week on campus like it was yesterday. I arrived a week early to go through Sorority recruitment and boy... was I in for a rude awakening! I am not lying when I tell you this - every single girl I saw was GORGEOUS. It was one of the most intimidating things I have ever experienced. Now fast forward to my first day on campus and guess what? The beautiful girls multiply! 

It didn't take long for me to notice my reality was about to change drastically and not in the most pleasant way. I had gone from the pageant girl that every knew... to a nobody. And I mean nobody. No one cared who I was. They didn't care where I was from or why I was there. Let alone did they care to compliment me! So again, I went from someone who was noticed... to the girl that wasn't noticed even with full hair and makeup. Now that is a reality check if there ever was one!

Experiencing all of this and a multitude of other things led me to gain 20 pounds my first semester of Freshman year (Mizzou 22 is a thing)! Of course I didn't realize it at first, but once I returned home for Christmas break reality set in. I was on a very slippery slope. I am not just talking about the physical weight gain. Yes, that can be dangerous but let's be realistic here... we all get older and bigger. It's a part of life! No, I was on an even worse slope. My confidence had taken about 10 hits down and I was not emotionally healthy. I started getting stretch marks in places I never thought possible. None of my clothes fit anymore. I was constantly looking at myself in the mirror and weighing myself. It even got to where I didn't want to go anywhere because why would anyone want to notice me anyway? 

This is the harsh reality no one warns you about. 

They tell you you'll be stressed and classes will be hard. They tell you you'll lose friends and gain new ones. You'll fail and fail again. But they NEVER tell you that you'll battle your confidence and body image more than you ever have. 

Did you know 40% of female college students have an eating disorder? Even worse, 91% of us will try to control our weight through dieting. You are not alone! I guarantee almost any girl you encounter will have something they hate about their body (shocker) and these statistics are proof. Everyone handles it in different ways and we don't all have the same insecurities. My biggest one was the stretch marks. I have them everywhere! Last summer I was embarrassed to even wear a swimsuit because I thought that's all anyone would see. To my surprise after a trip to the pool, I realized almost every girl has them at least somewhere. Better yet, unless they tell you, you can't even notice them! I hate that it took me a trip to the pool to finally realize it... but that was the turning point for me. 

Shortly after returning for second semester, I began working out and making a change. I started running every day and watching my intake. No - I did not cut out all junk food because let's face it, I'm a broke college kid. But I did learn to take things in moderation. I once saw this quote that said,

"Workout because you love your body, not because you hate it."

Beauty is NOT how you look on the outside. However, it is ok to invest in yourself. Stay healthy because you love yourself. Stay healthy because you value you body. Be healthy for YOU! 

Ladies, our body is a sacred temple to do God's work. Take care of it. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Though you may not get complimented as much as you used to... and you may have stretch marks in places you wish you didn't... or may not fit in that size 2 dress anymore... do not doubt that you are beautiful!

This may have been one the hardest things I have had to learn, but it has been one of the most rewarding.

I have learned to love my body no matter what the scale says or the tag on my clothes. I even love to run (who knew)! Experiencing battles with my weight and body image in college has allowed me to invest in myself and the person I hope to be! 

So instead of hating college and all the girls that can eat a whole pizza and still fit their old clothes... I choose to see it as motivation. 

 

 

Walking by faith with grace,

Faith Jordan

 


“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

Psalm 139:14

A Testimony of Beauty by Faith

How cool is it that the same God that created mountains, and rivers, and streams looked at the Earth and thought the world needed one of you too?


I was asked to write this article about three months ago. At the time I thought I was ready. I even sat down and started writing; I still have the rough draft saved to my computer. I thought I knew what confidence was and that I could really inspire girls with it. But, I was wrong. As I sat down and started to write, I struggled. I had so much trouble trying to put my thoughts into words. This is when I knew I wasn’t ready. Something inside me was telling me wait. I had no idea what it was, but this weekend I found it. I found the reassurance I needed to write to you about finding confidence in my beauty. 

What happened this weekend? This weekend I fell in love with the Lord all over again. This weekend I learned what it meant to truly love. To love myself, to love others, and to love Jesus. This weekend I attended Awakenings 31 with my church in Lake Doniphan.

You see before this weekend I thought I was a good Christian. And I was, but I didn’t really understand what that meant or even believe it myself. 

The past couple months have been extremely rough for me. For those of who don’t know me, I am the current Miss Missouri Teen for National American Miss and I attended nationals in Anaheim, California in November. I had the dream of becoming National American Miss since the age of seven. This was my fifth time at nationals, and this was not the first I had been in close distance to the crown. However, I failed to walk away with the national crown once again. As you can imagine, I was devastated. I’ve spent the last three months wondering why? What could I have done different? Why was I not good enough?

Shortly after nationals I talked with Amanda about my experience and everything I was feeling. Amanda was my mentor for several months leading up to the pageant and she quickly became much more. It was before our chat even that she asked me to write a blog about how I found confidence in my beauty and one about respect. Respect? No problem. My platform for nationals was Respect Revolution: Equipping Youth with Respect and Character. I had worked months on this one word, defining it, understanding it, implementing it into my life, and teaching others this one simple word. Trust me at the time, I also thought I knew what it meant to have confidence in my beauty. I went to nationals more confident that I had ever been and I could not have been more pleased with my performance.

But once again I was wrong. Through out my preparation for nationals, one thing Amanda and I talked about quite frequently was my confidence and the constant self-doubt I had. I didn’t realize it then but now looking back I ask myself, if I was at the prime of my confidence and I truly believed in myself, how could I have any doubt at all lest alone so much of it? Simple. My confidence was actually lower than it has ever been. 

After nationals, I felt completely lost. I had worked diligently for months for this one goal and it consumed my life to where I lost sight of what I really needed at the time to help me win. I needed Faith. Having Amanda as my mentor was by far the best thing to ever happen to me. If not for her, I probably would not have turned to my faith at all as I prepared for nationals. Since building a friendship with her and getting to know her kind heart, I have never wanted to have a relationship like she has with God so much. I had this sudden desire to feel the unconditional love she often spoke about.

So, after this heartbreak, after feeling completely and utterly let down and disappointed in my self, I turned to my faith. I turned to my faith to help me search for something new to be passionate about. Now don’t get me wrong, this was not something that happened over night. did I come back right away and start praying and getting answers? No! I tried new hobbies, clubs, focusing on my grades, even meeting new people. But yet nothing came close to give me the joy competing did.

This article is not about my faith. And many of you may not find your confidence by worship, but I can say this, there is no beauty greater than knowing you are loved! This weekend showed me what true love is, what it’s supposed to look like. Love isn’t perfect - I am not perfect... but I am Faith. I was fearfully and wonderfully made for a purpose! Was my purpose to be National American Miss? Maybe not. But you know why that is so great? Because now I can work towards something new knowing that it is even greater than the plan I had for myself! 

I found confidence in my beauty by finding the meaning of love I found confidence in my beauty knowing that I was given special talents and gifts, and I am meant to use those talents and gifts with a PURPOSE. 

I am ENOUGH. I am WORTHY. I am BEAUTIFUL. I am CONFIDENT. So again, though you may not find your confidence the same way I did, I know you will find it somewhere. I pray that it is somewhere with passion and hope, and love!  

I will leave you with the bible verse that changed everything for me. I hope you can find peace and understanding just like I did, and create your own meaning of confidence and beauty.

“For as in one body we have many parts, and all the parts do not have the same function, so we though many, are one body in Christ and individually parts of one another. Since we have gifts that differ according to the grace given to us, let us exercise them.” Romans 12:4-6

In Christ,

Faith Jordan

Media, Body Image, and Eating Disorders

Media, Body Image, and Eating Disorders

Brought to you by the National Eating Disorders Association!

We live in a media-saturated world and do not control the message.

Mass media provides a significantly influential context for people to learn about body ideals and the value placed on being attractive.

  • Over 80% of Americans watch television daily.  On average, these people watch over three hours per day.

  • American children engage in increasing amounts of media use, a trend fueled largely by the growing availability of internet access through phones and laptops.  On a typical day, 8 – 18-year-olds are engaged with some form of media about 7.5 hours.  Most of this time is spent watching television, though children play video games more than an hour per day and are on their computers for more than an hour per day.  Even media aimed at elementary school age children, such as animated cartoons and children’s videos, emphasize the importance of being attractive. Sexually objectified images of girls and women in advertisements are most likely to appear in men’s magazines.  Yet the second most common source of such images is the advertisements in teen magazines directed at adolescent girls.

Effects of Media

There is no single cause of body dissatisfaction or disordered eating. But, research is increasingly clear that media does indeed contribute and that exposure to and pressure exerted by media increase body dissatisfaction and disordered eating.

  • Numerous correlational and experimental studies have linked exposure to the thin ideal in mass media to body dissatisfaction, internalization of the thin ideal, and disordered eating among women.

  • The effect of media on women’s body dissatisfaction, thin ideal internalization, and disordered eating appears to be stronger among young adults than children and adolescents. This may suggest that long-term exposure during childhood and adolescence lays the foundation for the negative effects of media during early adulthood.

  • Black-oriented television shows may serve a protective function; Hispanic and Black girls and women who watch more Black-oriented television have higher body satisfaction.

  • Pressure from mass media to be muscular also appears to be related to body dissatisfaction among men.  This effect may be smaller than among women but it is still significant.

  • Young men seem to be more negatively affected by the media images than adolescent boys are. 

True Beauty Movement and National Eating Disorders Association Athens Walk

It was an honor to speak on behalf of True Beauty Movement this weekend at the NEDA Walk held in Athens, GA. It is my sincere hope that the speech I shared impacted and inspired those around me. I have decided to publicly post the words of my speech to reach a larger amount of people who need the encouragement today in their individual walk. Thank you for allowing me to share my testimony

- Amanda


Good morning! My name is Amanda Moreno and I want to tell you the truth about beauty. 

Growing up, I looked as if I had it all together. I come from a wonderful family with parents who love each other beautifully. I did well in school, participated in extracurricular activities, and could be found reaching toward my dreams at any given moment. I was known for being the happy and optimistic girl no matter what came her way. 

But on the inside... I was slowly beginning to break. The bullying about my looks and weight I experienced as a young child continued until my early college years. At that point, my heart was seeking validation and worth in all the wrong places. What began as a diet to try and look more "beautiful" in society's terms...  turned into the beginning of my biggest battle. Low self-esteem, lack of positive female role-models, and the constant pressure I put on myself to be perfect led me down a dark path of an eating disorder. 

I was able to conceal this deadly disease for almost 2 years - constantly flopping between anorexia and bulimia. It wasn't until one night when I felt like my world came crashing in that I opened up to my parents about my life threatening condition. The habits and voices that once comforted me finally heard me battle back for the first time as I said to myself "I'm worth fighting for and I was created for more than this - I do have a purpose and I am beautiful." That night I was embraced by my family with an outpouring of love and hope. The disordered thoughts once made me to believe that no one would care or that I would never find a way out - but that night my family put those thoughts to rest and we set out on a mission to recovery. 

Shortly after that sobering night, I began treatment at Atlanta Center For Eating Disorders where I was blessed with a team that would help me on the road to recovery and would encourage me to recover for myself and fight for my life. It wasn't an overnight fix - and it never will be. I'll be fighting for my life for the rest of my life. 

Although I'll never be perfect by society's ever changing definition... I've come to find that when I appreciate the beauty I innately have... my worth and value are in no way correlated to size of my dress... but yet in every way correlated to the size of my heart. 

I now live my life on a mission to help other young women define their beauty based on remarkable character, confidence, and intentional living. If just one person is able to see their beauty and step and out of an eating disorder because of something I've done or said... then I've accomplished my goal of turning my test into a testimony.

To those fighting the good fight - I want you to know that recovery is possible and that you are worth fighting for. You have a purpose and calling on your life that only you can fulfill. The world needs you. Eating disorders are a real battle that unfortunately I know far to well and I know many people here can relate to the same feeling.... but they are a battle that you are a warrior of. They are a battle that you will be an overcomer of. There will come a day when you no longer remember how long it's been since you used symptoms and you will be able to say with a brilliant smile "I made it."

When the voices seem loud and the temptations become fierce, I encourage you to look deep in your heart - put on your full armor - and fight for your life and the beauty that you are. 

Today as we walk to end eating disorders, I ask that we celebrate the recoveries, journeys in progress and those who have lost their fight.

It's critical that we use their stories and power to magnify this terrible disease that robs people of their worth, value and definition of beauty. 

Because the truth about beauty... is that the the unfading, undeniable, and true definition of beauty comes from loving yourself, beautiful character and remembering that you are always worth it.

More Beautiful You - The Video & Story

The meaning behind this song is truly beautiful! You have a beautiful purpose and unique calling on your life that can only be fulfilled by you. Check out this phenomenal song and the message Johnny Diaz has for all women.

- Amanda

Music video by Jonny Diaz performing More Beautiful You. (C) 2009 Jonny Diaz Music

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Motivational Monday - February 15, 2016

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Spread Beauty Around the World

You are so beautiful. Your heart has been shaped with character that grows more and more beautiful every day. Instead of seeing yourself the way the media sees you, look inside your heart - what does it look like there? Do you choose joy and love over sadness and envy? Do you choose to leave sparkle wherever you go - inspiring those around you? Do you inspire others - or leave them feeling empty?

Make the decision to live intentionally and beautiful today. Choose to show true beauty! It is a new week full of opportunities - spread the beauty in your corner of the world. Here are some tangible acts you can use throughout your day to exhibit beauty:

  • Share a compliment with a classmate, friend, co-worker, or family member.
  • Tell someone how much you appreciate them.
  • Ask someone how they are doing - then use encouraging words to lift them up.
  • Spend 5 minutes helping a friend with a project they are working on.
  • Offer your time to a charitable organization. Take your passion and run with it!

On this beautiful February day - let your light and beauty shine!

You are beautiful,

Amanda

Can You Tell Anything By a Person's Weight?

Can You Tell Anything By a Person's Weight?

By Deb Burgard, PhD

Brought to you by the National Eating Disorders Association

If you have grown up in this culture, you probably associate quite a few things with fatness and quite a few of the opposite traits with thinness. Almost every audience comes up with the same lists:

Fat: Lazy, Depressed, Sick, Out of control, Loser, Bad

Thin: Productive, Confident, Healthy, Disciplined, Sexy, Good

Even though these associations are not something people from other cultures (or other times in history) believe, they are so strong and unquestioned in our own time that they form the basis of our weight stereotyping, bias, and stigma. To test your own associations, go take the Weight version of the Implicit Attitudes Test. The test does not measure whether you inflict weight bias on people, but rather how strongly you have been taught to associate certain concepts with weight.

 It might be surprising to know that weight stigma hurts both thin and fat people. In my work with people of all sizes who are struggling with disordered eating, it is clear that a huge factor in their misery is almost always the worry that they will be humiliated and rejected because of their weight - no matter what their weight is. I have had people sitting in my office who look like they walked straight out of a fashion magazine who are convinced they are not thin enough, not perfect enough, and not good enough (and some of them are absolutely accurate about the impossible standards of their world of ballet or modeling or a really bad relationship). Others have endured a lifetime of negative stereotyping and discrimination as fat children or adults, and can't imagine loving the bodies they blame for the meanness of other people. Still others have witnessed the humiliation of a friend, a parent, a sibling – and are petrified about such a thing happening to them.

So some of them have had actual experiences of weight stigma, some of them give themselves the experience of stigma within their own minds, and some are convinced that it is only a matter of time before the axe falls unless they perfect their bodies to some mythical state. No one feels safe, because everyone has times when we feel something from the "fat" column.

When I work with clients, we have to figure out a way to handle both the real and the self-inflicted experiences of weight stigma, so that s/he can get unstuck and recover. Part of this work is to change one’s own mind about what fat and thin means. Part of it is to change other people's minds. And so today in the spirit of changing other peoples’ minds, I ask that we stop for a moment and question this weight stigma stuff, and why we keep it around.

It seems obvious that the diet (i.e., the weight cycling) industry wants to keep it around because how else would you sell a program that never works, over and over again, and not worry about the consumer getting hip to the fact that it is useless? But even though it is a big honking industry (most recently estimated at over $60 billion), most of us are not making money from it and would be fine if it suddenly went out of business. In fact, most of us would be much better off economically with our $500-1000/year safe in our own pockets rather than the weight cycling industry.

So what about the rest of us who aren’t profiting off this industry? Why would we perpetuate weight stigma? When you look at the lists of traits associated with "fat" and "thin" what strikes me is that they are such normal human states and traits. Is there a week that goes by when you don't feel like some of Column A and some of Column B? But the "fat" traits are painful to experience - they are the things we feel when we miss the deadline, can't get motivated, find ourselves rejected, or are diagnosed with a health problem. We would prefer not to feel them at all, and when we are promised that just by losing weight, we will become a Whole New Person (free of all the “fat” traits!), we think that would be a pretty great deal. That promise sucks us in. We cave to the illusion that life does not have to sometimes feel bad, and we perpetuate the myth that by changing our bodies, we can avoid ever feeling bad. In fact, if you feel bad, it must be your own fault.

The truth is, few people live only in the "Thin" column. And actually, when you think about it, doing so might make you pretty insufferable. It may be the reason some people can be so immensely clueless about the weight stigma they are inflicting on others – being cut off from your own human vulnerability makes it more possible to justify “punishing” other people. Only someone who refuses to identify with the person across from her who is suffering, would add to that suffering.

There are people who understand that weight stigma is causing suffering but feel like it is somehow going to make people care about their health. Like a person will start exercising to lose weight, but not to become more healthy, so we have to keep trying to stigmatize higher weight and promote weight loss.

It is true that people are social animals, and are very punished by being stigmatized. But punishment is famously unpredictable as a motivator. The things people do to leave the stigmatized group are often not at all conducive to their health. Injecting poison into your skin, slicing up healthy body organs, starving yourself, taking drugs, and even repetitive weight loss attempts, are things that make people sicker. Even though I don't think people would go through half of what they do in the name of weight loss just to have lower blood pressure or better triglycerides or a lower risk of a stroke, I would argue that the net effect of the attempt to leave the stigmatized group is actually less health. Weight loss is not like trying to quit smoking. Weight cycling makes you sicker and fatter. And if your weight loss takes the form of an eating disorder you have a one of the deadliest psychiatric illnesses to battle.

And what about the health burden of weight stigma itself? Historical studies of cultures where higher weight is not stigmatized show that people at higher weights were just as, or even more, healthy than the thinner members of the community. And perhaps the most robust finding in all of epidemiology is that social support is the holy grail of health. How can removing social support - and making people sicker - be a path to making people healthier? How can the US government telling people that we are trying to eliminate them in a generation make them healthier?

The truth is, there is no reason to demonize people of certain weights. The far more effective message is that people can find things to do that support their health at whatever size they are. After all, the same practices and environments support health for thin or fat people. If the same cafeteria feeds the thin kids and the fat kids, why can’t we talk about what is on the menu that supports the health of all the kids? Why do we have to argue that the food has to change so we can have no fat kids? Why can’t we argue that the food should be healthy for the kids – period? We can work to create environments that support people in their efforts to thrive and make lasting efforts to take care of their bodies. Part of creating that environment is ridding it of the pollution of weight stigma.

I grew up during times of great social upheaval, and I have seen a lot of change when it comes to social stigma. Though the world is far from perfect, it is a very different place now than it used to be if you live together without being married, or get divorced, or have a baby as a single parent, or work as a female airline pilot, or get around in a wheelchair, or raise kids as gay parents, or love someone of a different race or religion. Stigma is a kind of fashion. We can change what is fashionable. We can make weight stigma incredibly uncool. Because it is.

So what are you going to do today to end weight stigma, in your mind, and in the world?

Join True Beauty Movement in 2016

Are you ready to jump into 2016 with True Beauty Movement?

Our team is so excited for the blessings to come through True Beauty Movement in 2016... now we need you! Our Official True Beauty Movement Signature Shirts are now available online here! All proceeds directly benefit program development, events, workshops and materials.

Once you order your shirt, share the exciting news with your friends and family! Your shirt will be in your mailbox soon and then you are encouraged to join the Love Your Self-ie Challenge.

This is just one of the many ways to get involved in 2016! Gear up with True Beauty Movement and remember.... this is your year.

Stay beautiful,

Amanda