I am turning 30 this year and with a glamorous age, comes wisdom and self acceptance. As you can tell by my age, I was a kid of the 90's and a teen of the early 2000's. Social media and smart phones were non-existent. This meant that I didn't have flawless Instagram models at my fingertips daily. I grew up with Lizzie Macguire and Tapanga Lawrence on TV. I didn't even have the best internet access either. Dial-up was slow and I only had the internet at school, and most of my free time was spent playing outside in some imaginary world. Anyway, body image wasn't an issue for me as a kid. I was also a very awkward scrawny child with sticks for legs and arms and buck teeth, until puberty happened. I gained a huge ass, my boobs grew over night, and my hips and thighs popped out of thin air, hence, my many many stretch marks and cellulite on theses portions of my anatomy. I remember the first time I noticed stretch marks on my thighs at the age of 13, and I was so c