One more as proof I really do smile sometimes.
I’ve been made fun of my nose since I can remember. It’s big from every angle: wide, long, big tip, and a bump that makes Streisand’s look small. The worst was actually once I became a schoolteacher; my students were ruthless. One can’t exactly call home and say, “Yeah, your child is bullying me about my appearance.” I am pleased to say that as I approach 30, I am more ok about the size and comments. Moving to Europe has also opened my eyes to the fact that the world is much more interesting than the one-size-fits-all beauty queens of America. The best thing about my nose? It does exactly what it was designed for: breathing in air and life.
This is an old photo of me but I’ve battled with myself for ages about getting a nose job. My biggest fear is that it will go wrong and I will look worse than before. This is the thought that stops me. My brother got my Dad’s nose and I got my Mum’s, which her father also has. He says I should be proud of it and gets annoyed with me but I think people are looking at it when they are probably not. I’ve realised that accepting yourself for who you are is the most important thing you can do in life to find happiness. If anyone makes you feel like something is wrong with you for just being genetically a certain way then there is something wrong with them.
I found this blog, and just had to put something out there:
NOSES ARE AWESOME. I mean it. Someone on here mentioned they’re regal, and I couldn’t agree more. They are sexy, they have character, they give you one hell of a profile, and there is a 10000000% probability I will develop an instant crush on you if you have one (or if your name is Adrien Brody. GODDAM what a shnoz).
Ladies and gents, you can’t avoid your nose. It’s in the middle of your face. But you sure as fuck can rock it.
(submitted by admiralassbutt)
gotten a lot of shit for this nose, but it makes me unique. fuck conventional notions of beauty. the most beautiful people i know have beautiful character. love your self, and people will love you back.
Ever since I was young it was pointed out that I had a big nose, and getting made fun of for it got old fast. For a while I was self conscious about it, but somehow I got out of that and became confident about my nose. For me the best way to protect myself from being poked fun at was to be confident and to accept it as part of me. It’s a part of me, and it always will be, so I can’t let it bother me.
(submitted by schnozbrah)