Little do they know...

I'm quite comfortable in my body.

I am smart, talented, and motivated.

I am functionally fit.

And I am a (young) mother.

At times, when I wear articles of clothing that bare my legs, I feel I am a little too risque.

As a mother, there's this nagging voice within me that says, "are you really going out in those?", whilst the 23 year old in me sings "who wears short shorts? "(I do.)

And although my mind favors a conservative waredrobe (for fear of fellow maternal criticism), I'm trying to throw a little "FUCK IT" in my life.... here gos.