Me and my nose. It comes from my Jewish heritage on my dad’s side, I think. I was so insecure about this part of my face growing up. I still am, but I’m learning to love what I have been born with. This blog is super cool. Keep on loving your noses, big or small!
(submitted by justtheaverageabby)
I have a big nose from all angles but never paid much mind to it since I was rarely teased for it. My peers were more into making fun of my hair instead. I was even called Hagrid lol, but I will contribute to and show off my big nose.
If I can rock it, so can you.
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I’m glad I never went to public school because I’m sure I would have been teased for my nose a lot more than I was going to the small private Christian school I attended. Sometimes I think about plastic surgery just to smooth out the bump but those thoughts are surpassed by my own acceptance of myself and what makes me unique, even if it’s not the standard definition of beauty.
When I feel like someone is staring at my nose, I open my eyes really wide so that that’s the only thing they’re focused on. It gets tiring though having to walk around all day looking like an owl. Oh well.
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I have always hated my nose but as the years have gone by, I’ve learned that beauty is not determined by the size of your nose. That would just be silly! I used to wish for a small, cute nose like all the models in magazines have. I realize that idea of perfection is not real. I am now very happy with myself, nose included. It’s a wonderful feeling to be unique. My big nose adds character an I wouldn’t change it, ever. I love my big nose!!! :-)
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Sometimes a smile is all you need, to get you through your day!
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