Imposter Legs.

Over the weekend I went to an outdoor concert with my family. I took two outfits. One outfit included longer, high waisted black linen shorts, the other short jean cut offs, and I mean short. The black shorts had a matching crop top, and I paired the jean shorts with a spaghetti strap flowy tank.

I put the jean shorts and tank on. I asked if I looked like a hooker. My husband said “no, you look sexy.” I think I asked quite a few more times, I even texted him. Why don’t we want to wear the shorts? For one, I felt like I’m a bit too old for that. But another part of me was like, I work really hard to be able to wear the short shorts. So, for the first time, in that sort of setting, I wore the shorts.

As I looked in the mirror, I was like, OK, I can do this. But there’s that imposter that still looks back at you…are you really going to do that? Are you sure you look good enough? I honestly didn’t think that was my body in the photos. Does everyone else have to work so hard just to wear the shorts or is it just me? I’m tired. I get up every morning during the week at 5 am and I grind it out. It’s a grind, every single, damn day.