Suddenly, I had a blank slate.
She crossed her lean, sun-kissed legs, pointing her toes and held one arm and hand over her breasts.
There were too many other ideas: glossy magazine spreads, infomercials for magic weight-loss pills, that scene of Oprah equating the weight she had lost to chunks of fat she rolled out in a wagon, and Britney Spears circa 2000, emerging from a curtain of jewels and beads with her flat, tanned belly in low-rise pants on the cover of her second album, Oops! When I posted that first naked photo on Instagram, on some level, I surrendered.
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But what does it say about who we really are? I posted the phrase, repeated in red, next to a picture of my folded, naked body.
Until that moment last year in my living room, I had rarely been naked unless I had to be.
I thought of the standards and ideals our culture seems to crave.
Paulina Gretzky poses in the nude in St.