This is Scarlett Johansson at a beach in Hawaii.
She is one of the most gorgeous women in the world and a huge sex symbol. She isn’t totally skinny, she only has a thigh gap if she stands with her legs apart and she has cellulite and stretch marks on her thighs and butt. Does she give a fuck? No!
Regardless of all this, she’s absolutely gorgeous. There’s nothing wrong with cellulite, or stretch marks, or not having a perfectly flat stomach, you are beautiful and these things are normal.
I just wanted you all to see somebody who isn’t “perfect”, is still incredibly beautiful and doesn’t care about her stretch marks.
This legitimately just made me feel 1,000x better. I am a perfectionist about every aspect of my life, and sometimes it’s hard for me to recognize that nobody is or can be perfect.
She is seriously such a gorgeous girl! I love her confidence!
How do we even define what perfect is? Many people naturally have cellulite and stretch marks so why is that not seen as something that is perfect? We spend too much time creating images of people that erase these details - note they are details not necessarily flaws - which isn’t realistic and not at all perfect. Just fake.
Why should Scarjo give a fuck if she doesn’t look like an insanely photoshopped barbie doll? She shouldn’t…and no one should. The problem is we use language like “regardless,” “still pretty,” and “even though” to describe natural body phenomena like stretch marks even though these things shouldn’t be made an issue in the first place.
Yet tabloids spend a good portion of their issues scrutinizing and policing bodies to a disgusting extent. Who has cellulite? Who looks ‘sickly’ thin? Who looks ‘sickly’ obese? This is the kind of terrifying language that surrounds us and bullies us into hating our bodies. It is an oppressor that turns the oppressed into oppressors. We spend so much time scrutinizing and policing our peer’s bodies because of it even though we’re telling people to live up to bullshit standards we cannot even live up to - why? because they’re either impossible to achieve or not necessary or healthy to achieve.
Perfection is realizing that maybe those flaws aren’t flaws after all and Scarjo is pretty much perfect.
I love her body. Makes me feel more comfy with mine.
