[ignore my expression! i felt awkward :P]
Growing up, I always thought my legs were fat. As I got older, I was told they were thick. Whether that was good or bad was up to the viewer. I would always wear shorts anyway, because they were comfortable and I could (as with everything else pertaining to my appearance) see myself through rose colored glasses.
In my Junior year in college (two years ago) I made friends with a guy who liked me. After I explained I didn’t feel the same, we became friends. He had a girlfriend and everything, and we would often eat lunch together (not with the girlfriend). During this time, summer was approaching, and for comfort reasons, I began wearing shorts. Now, I looked in the mirror and saw the same chunky legs I always did, but didn’t think anyone else saw. I had some cellulite going on and my legs were a bit wiggly, but once again, nothing I thought was seriously noticeable.
One day, I asked my friend (since I’d been thinking about it) “Do you think I can wear shorts?”
He replied honestly, “I think your legs would look better in pants.”
I didn’t wear shorts for a whole year after that. Not until just recently in fact. Not because I was ashamed or had my feelings hurt. I just didn’t want to be “that girl” who (in a Stewie Griffin voice) “had no business in shorts.” It was something that I wanted to save until my legs were toned. I thought I could at least get away with it, but apparently , no, I couldn’t.
Now, you might say, “What type of friend is that? That’s not a real friend!” as my mom would say. And, yes, it is. I asked him a question and he gave me an honest answer that saved me a lot of embarrassment. I didn’t want to be blissfully ignorant, and I find that guy friends are the most blunt.
Besides, had he not told me that I wouldn’t be working on my legs. I personally can’t tell if I can wear shorts, but I’ve been wearing them! Every day in fact. It’s so hot in Atlanta!