I used to be so vain about my feet, I took pictures of them. I always wore toenail polish. From a barstool, I once taunted a guy with a known foot fetish by planting a bare foot on his chest.
However, my feet haven't aged well, and they aged fast. A bunion, a hammertoe, and away my vanities go.
I have ugly feet. 25 years of running can do this. Well, honestly even before they were bony with the second toe longer than the first. I now have bunions growing. No pain, just more fugliness. And my toe nails (again running), I won't even begin. And... I love my feet. I am so darn grateful for my feet. I thank them every day when I step onto my yoga mat and feel them grounding me. When I feel anxious, I bring my attention to my feet. They remind me that I am supported. Rooted. I should pamper them more, I know. At least this is what my mom says. Her feet have those bunions too, but they are perfectly scrubed, creamed, and polished always. I don’t have this devotion. But I am devoted to leaving them free as much as possible and they will never lack my love and gratitude. Thank you for sharing this thought. It is so important to put our body parts in the spotlight. They do so much for us. ❤️
beautiful! i just dipped my feet into the sea
I'm jealous!
It’s pretty great. Not gonna lie :)
I just attended a ecopsychlogy workshop/lecture and the teacher talked about the proven mental benefits of bare feet on the earth! It’s a thing!
Yes! It’s funny that very few doctors speak about this when the science is out there!
I love your writing and feel moved to appreciate my feet more!
Yay! They’re ugly + awesome
I used to be so vain about my feet, I took pictures of them. I always wore toenail polish. From a barstool, I once taunted a guy with a known foot fetish by planting a bare foot on his chest.
However, my feet haven't aged well, and they aged fast. A bunion, a hammertoe, and away my vanities go.
I tell my family that I could be a foot model. They strongly disagree
I have ugly feet. 25 years of running can do this. Well, honestly even before they were bony with the second toe longer than the first. I now have bunions growing. No pain, just more fugliness. And my toe nails (again running), I won't even begin. And... I love my feet. I am so darn grateful for my feet. I thank them every day when I step onto my yoga mat and feel them grounding me. When I feel anxious, I bring my attention to my feet. They remind me that I am supported. Rooted. I should pamper them more, I know. At least this is what my mom says. Her feet have those bunions too, but they are perfectly scrubed, creamed, and polished always. I don’t have this devotion. But I am devoted to leaving them free as much as possible and they will never lack my love and gratitude. Thank you for sharing this thought. It is so important to put our body parts in the spotlight. They do so much for us. ❤️
Yasss! They are amazing.❤️