How do I look?

I turned 30 last year. 30. Where did that go?
For as long as I can remember I've thought about my age and in turn, what I look like.
I wore scrunchies, first time round. I wore leg warmers, second time round. I love looking back at old photos and laughing. My friends and I have made some major fashion faux pas in the last 30 years, but at the time, we looked fabulous! I love showing my daughters what I used to wear. Their giggles and 'What is that, Mummy?' echo around us and our photo albums.
A little deeper than fabric, I've always had issues with my weight and what I look like. I've always had a muffin top, prior and post babies, I've never had nice boobs, and I've contemplated a nose job! Turning 30, and very happily married with a Husband that finds me very sexy (or so he says!), I'm finally learning to love the skin I'm in! I've accepted that I won't ever be a size 10! I enjoy wine and chocolate too much. I enjoy the little things that make me happy, including food, cuddles and shoes! I still enjoy the gym, but in the same breath, I go for that time out just as much as I go to feel healthy. Your size is no-one else's issue but your own. Recently I read, Moderation is my mantra. Repeat that. Tall, short, size 8 or 16. That's you. If you want to change the way you look, then do something about it. If you don't, then I encourage you to be happy in the skin your in and let that show!
With smiles and confidence!