Category Archives: Value “Ugly, Fat, Cootie Girl, Milk Carton, and Stupid” are just some of the names that I was being called since Kindergarten. These names hurt and made me feel like I was nothing but an ugly spot on a perfect wall. I would walk around school with my head down, always looking at the ground because…  I have a vivid memory of the first time I looked at my reflection… and my first thought was, “yuck.” I was only five years old and I caught a glimpse of myself in a glass door while playing tag with some friends. I remember being surprised at how hideous the girl looking back at…  Sometimes it is so hard to tell a story you tried to keep quiet for soooo many years… In my house you didn’t have a babysitter for the summer…you had grandma’s house with all of your cousins! It was the best. Until it wasn’t. “The experts say” that at 10 years old you are on…  We are getting ready here for the next Lovely Project Experience! In preparation, we will be talking about our value, voice and valor, as well as taking a look into the lives of girls just like you who have overcome extreme obstacles in their journey to becoming lovely. I look forward to seeing you on…  Happy February from The Lovely Project!!! This month is all about LOVE and we can’t wait for you to see what we’ve been up to. To kick things off, let’s hear from you! Give us your Best/Worst pickup lines in the comment section below. If you don’t have one of your own, you can…  On my 13th birthday, my mom gave me and my best friend a bottle of Captain Morgan as a present. Growing up, it was completely normal to see my parent’s drinking until they would fight, vomit, and pass out. Almost every night, I’d be trying to fall asleep to the sound of music blasting throughout…  Sometimes I wouldn’t even remember driving the night before and would just wake up on someone’s kitchen floor or front lawn. I always had low self esteem growing up because I would get made fun of at school or at home for the way I looked/dressed or how skinny I was. Even after I grew…  Year after year it didn’t get any easier. I would sometimes take out his old tape recorders just to remember the sound of his voice. On a day that should have just been normal and routine, my dad told me heartbreaking news that would change my life forever. I remember sitting in the dentist office and…  At 16, I started saving up for breast implants and then, as a graduation present to myself, I went from AA’s to DD’s. My mother made me very aware of the importance of looks from a young age. I had my first set of makeup by age 3, and she was tweezing my eyebrows by…  The feeling of relief was only temporary and the scars remained like a story on my arm… Through most of my life I hated myself. The mirror was my enemy. I didn’t have many friends and a resounding thought was “There must be something wrong with me. People don’t like me, or want to know… |
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