The main thing I notice when I look back over the decade I've just graduated from, it's that I didn't know s@#% about styling myself in an attractive way.
Boobs and nipples are having a moment this week, amirite?
When it was done I put my clothes back on and felt befuddled and icky. I was not crying in a corner or anything, but I most definitely was not relaxed.
"Real Beauty" features and advertisements cleverly sell you products under the guise of body-positivity while actually reinforcing the idea that a woman's worth is based on the way she looks to others.
"Omg," I thought to myself, "What if I accidentally walk out of here with a real face tattoo? What an article THAT would be!"