…I’m pretty comfortable with how I look. I love that I am petite and have long dirty blonde hair. I love that my eyes are round and deep blue. I have even accepted my pale albaster color. But what I loathe the most about myself is my skin. Not that I am pale, but no matter what I do I always have lumps and bumps. I yearn to wakeup in the morning with flawless skin that just radiates in the sunlight. When that morning comes, I will not put on pounds of makeup but willingly show my bare skin. But until then, I will hide behind a layer of makeup and refuse to emerge into the light when my face is bare.