And of course speaking of which, I went video-cruising this morning. Oh to be 16 and dumb again--rocking 3x hoodies, dying to go to a black school, and in love with Chili. Damn, she was a dime. I have no right, because it really wasn't all of that, but I miss 1992.
In a series of candid video interviews, women talk about self-image, self-judgement, and what it means to love their bodies