Another hefty gal chimes in!

When people stare or laugh, I think to myself-you don't know who I am. You don't know that I am smart and kind and compassionate. And besides, you could really use some dental work-or did you actually pay for that haircut, or they could use you for the before pictures for nose jobs.

Then I play the Jaws theme in my head and start doing a play by play-I'm going to squash you with my shopping cart! Na-na-na-na. I'm going to kick you in the groin! Na-na-na-na. I'm going to set the petite section on fire! Na-na-na-na!

This is all playing in my head and by this time I am cracking myself up so bad people are wondering why I'm laughing.

Another thing that totally disarms people is to just smile at them so sweetly-90% will smile back. They don't see your flaws-just your beautiful smile and that you made them feel good for a minute.

The standards for beauty change all the time-you can compare yourself to a celebrity-who has endless money for plastic surgery and special treatmets, etc. Or you ca say-I might be overweight or don't like my hair or my mouth or my nose or whatever-but I'm going to look as good as I can when I go out in the world. (And I dress from thrift stores but still pull it off.)

One more thing-I'm no spring chicken, but when I walk into a room, or a store, or where ever-I pull my shoulders back and walk in like I'm the baddest b**** in the place. And when people look at me-they smile!