SKORCH Nov | Dec 2016 | Page 44

Vol.12 Issue 10 nov/dec 2016 | SKORCHMAG.COM | 44 Brazilian women are proud of their bodies... different to how I actually appear, and I don’t consider my size or appearance to be my defining feature. I believe what is inside a person is what makes them who they are, and I consciously choose to surround myself with people who respect me for simply being ME. makes me feel comfortable in my own skin, for most of the time anyway. Although, now especially, I’m still not entirely sure who or which group I can identify with. Can you put a label on your unique self? Can I jump between identities based on how i feel? I feel like we all do this to some extent, dayto-day, month-to-month and through the years. With my bodies’ journey so far I think I’m a bit of an in-betweener. I know what it is to be plus-size, I’ve been skinny-skinny, sassy and slim, and now I sit happily somewhere in the middle of “average” petite. So let’s go back to Brazil. Moving here has awoken my sense of cultural body image. New Zealanders are notoriously ‘sun-smart’; our weak Through my teens and into my ozone gives way to a scorching sun early 20’s, my body went through and skin cancer is rife. We cover up lots of changes, as you do, and I and avoid flaunting our bare bodies inadvertently shed the pounds and to the sun’s rays. This is not the case plateaued at a weight at which I felt in Brazil. Perhaps there may not be naturally comfortable. I slowly began the same stress put on the risk of sun to become the person I always felt like exposure, or people have learnt to I was. Not just physically, but mentally adapt (or they simply don’t care), but and emotionally. Okay, maybe this Brazilian women are proud of their was just me ‘becoming a woman’, bodies and they’re not afraid to flaunt them. but I feel like this is something every person can identify with. We are Their hips roll seductively as they always changing. My weight fluctuates stroll and they parade their plus-size all over the place and this is fine, my figures with pride. I can’t help myself moods go up and down like a yobut subconsciously utter, “Hot damn!”. yo, I feel sexy and I feel frumpy, but “Damn”, that is a beautiful Brazilian I have found a happy medium that ‘bunda’ [bottom]. “Damn”, I wish I had