THIS IS HILARY DUFF.
THIS QUEEN BUILT DISNEY CHANNEL AND DIDN’T HAVE A SAD, DISAPPOINTING DOWNSPIRAL.
SHE IS THE ONLY DISNEY STAR THAT GOT IT RIGHT AND NOW SHE’S A HAPPILY MARRIED MOTHER.
THAT’S HOW ITS DONE.
CAN I ALSO ADD THAT SHE BATTLED ANOREXIA AND BEAT IT ALL TO HELL
“THE ONLY DISNEY STAR THAT GOT IT RIGHT”????
So I know a few beautiful trans girls, and I’ve noticed body language is still one the hardest things to get down pat, but theres a really specific thing I’ve been seeing a lot.
Shoulders and hips, my loves.
Men tend to move to accentuate with their shoulders. They’re broad, masculine, and a trial of strength, so they are used in a man’s body language in a broad, boxy, way.
This is how you should use your hips, sorta. Girls keep their shoulders relaxed, unless they’re really upset and tensed up, and balling and using them to hide. So unless you plan on crying any time soon, you don’t need that.
The secret is in the way you arch your back, and if you keep your shoulders forward or not. When you hug someone, arch your back so they can catch your slender waist. Don’t hunch your shoulders down into the hug, put your shoulders back a little and look up at them. Your diaphragm is a good point of reference, press your diaphragm out when you arch your back, its sort of a different set of muscles, along the curve of the waist in your back that you’re pulling at. Play in front of a mirror, watch yourself do cat stretches. You’ll see the difference.
So how do we come out of bad relationships, and go into good ones? How do you get so used to abuse and disfunction, and then go in to something healthy? You’d think it would be a relief, something safe and worthwhile. But it’s hard. It’s hard to treat this new, decent person, in a way a lover deserves to be treated. Why? Because you’re used to being berated for needing to talk about how you feel, or jealous outbursts for smiling while you talk about co-workers after a fun day at work. Everything bad is still in the fore of your mind, and you don’t remember what beginnings are like. You don’t remember the nervous kisses and butterflies. You don’t remember someone trying to get to know you, wanting to. You don’t know how to talk about yourself, or the problems you’re used to having, so initial communication, which is hard enough to get used to, is even harder. Can I say this about my ex, or will it upset them? You find yourself walking on the same egg shells, even though they aren’t there anymore. How do we learn to move on, when the fear is all still real? Some things don’t show up until you’re staring new love in the face. And it isn’t easy.
Nothing but a blur behind a lens.