In three weeks I’ll be in LA. Me.
If you don’t know me too well: I’m not this outgoing, bubbly, blonde goddess with an athletic body. I’m more of a hippie, dressed in anything that’s too big, from long maxiskirts to huge jumpers; honestly, I don’t even know what I look like.
Still, I’m going to go to Los Angeles to write for Healthy is the New Skinny, a super much needed website promoting ALL women’s bodies, trying to create a healthier balance in our thin-obsessed world, helping everyone to love their own bodies. It’s a simple message, but a huge challenge and I often wonder whether it is actually attainable. Doubt, however, is not the message I want to convey. The reality of the situation is that I don’t even know how I feel about my own body.
LA seems to be the perfect surrounding to find out more about myself, my independence and how I will cope within a world where everyone looks and/or acts like a moviestar. I want to at least make a small difference, come out of my shy shell and talk to people I’ve never met: how do they feel? If I must be honest, I don’t have a clue what to expect, because everything I know about California comes from The Hills and The O.C. I want to find the reality behind the fake stereotypes.
I want to go running in Runyon Canyon, visit Joshua Tree (National Park), go to the beach at Santa Monica, shop at Whole Foods, go sightseeing in Beverly Hills, and well, move around in Hollywood, cause that’s where I’ll be staying. AND FEEL THE SUN! Remember my post in January about buying sunglasses? Check.
I’ll keep you posted about my adventures!