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Loving The Body You're In... Just Like Eniola Badmus!

I must confess that it's one of the most difficult things to do; loving a body that has arbitrarily refused to conform to society's standards of beauty. Admittedly it may not always be so arbitrary though... I've known what it feels like to stand before a mirror and hate the image I see, I pull, I poke, I squeeze my extra mounds of flesh and suddenly the thought of going out and facing the world seems quite daunting so I retreat into a shell of doubt and fear. And that's why I find it remarkable that although Eniola Badmus may not be the weight and size people find acceptable, she's still loving the body she's in and she's willing to flaunt it. You go girl!

As I always say, there's nothing as rewarding as self-love. It's the one reason I can stand naked before a mirror now say think "you gorgeous amazing awesome sexy woman, you rock!" LOL. 

Still, I advocate for a healthy lifestyle, regardless of your weight or size. 

Good morning all!


  1. Mk Morning Thelma, I saw this pix too on Facebook and wow,size or no size,health living is the main ish.

  2. Thelma you are not as big as eniola and you are actually very beautiful too....but healthy living is very key..its for ones own good...~JoyDaNuGirl

  3. Its ok to love the body u r in n try to work towards being healthy not because of what society expect but because of your wellbeing

  4. By my personal expectation and standard, I wouldn't love this body if it was mine.


  5. LOL. F u are a naughty girl. I'm with U too.
    She can love it all she wants. To me it's a beautiful being reasonably health conscious NOT beauty insecurities.
    Work out & be "healthy". Shikena.

  6. Hmmm.

    Recently, I have come to a personal realisation that it has taken me several years to come to, and I am very grateful for it. It is simply - when you dress up, dress in whatever way makes you feel good. Sounds simple right? But it isn't, really.

    Growing up, I was very self conscious about my appearance. It started when I must have been about 11, although I remember being extremely self conscious undressing in the presence of my peers at much earlier ages. But at the age of about 11, I started being able to place a finger on exactly what I didn't feel comfortable about. There were a few of them, and more surfaced as I grew older. Growing up in Nigeria too, there were several people to remind me of these supposed flaws, just in case I forgot, sometimes taunting me in the process. I remember through puberty, I would complain to my mum endlessly. This didn't seem right, that didn't seem right, etc, to which my amazing Mum would reassure me that I was just beautiful. I wasn't convinced.

    Then came the aspect of dressing. From my teenage years, well into my 20s, shopping was no pleasant task. Because I shop with so many considerations in mind:
    - you need to cover this aspect of your body, because you don't feel comfortable about it
    - you can't wear this, because it is not Spiritually OK (to this, all I can advise ladies is you have the Holy Spirit inside of you. When you dress, make sure you are taking the decision with your spirit activated, and you wear what your conscience tells you is acceptable, and you're not dressing based on a general notion of what people say christians should or should not wear)
    - you can't wear this because it looks too flashy
    - you can't wear this, because it just isn't appropriate

    So many "can'ts" left me with very few, and might I add, often boring options. And that led to its own problems because my boring outfits made me feel self conscious, restricted and limited. And is was the energy I projected.

    But at a stage, I decided, you know what, I'm throwing caution to the wind. I will dress how "I", emphasis on "I", want to dress. I would trust my judgement, and if I feel it looks horrible, then it probably is. But if I think it looks fabulous, then fabulous it is! Who cares what others think? Who cares what society thinks? They don't live my life, they don't walk in my shoes. So what, really, if people see the parts/things of your body that you are self conscious about. The people worth knowing would see through any flaws you have, and for those who choose to remain transfixed on your imperfections, well, you're probably better off without them, anyway.

    I realised that when I started dressing in ways that made ME feel good, I feel a lot more confident, get a whole lot more compliments, and I feel a whole lot more productive in my endeavours, because I'm not spending all my time wondering if my outfit is Ok, and covers/hides everything. When I feel comfortable with what I am wearing, I project confidence and positive energy, and when I project positive energy, that is what the people around me will detect. There is no use living your life beneath layers that would leave you and others nothing short of underwhelmed.

    Okay, that said, I think (and I'm glad my opinion shouldn't have mattered in her decision to wear the dress), Eniola looks super hot in that dress. She has nice thighs, and it's a good fit on her. I think this is the best I've ever seen her look, actually. The only issue I can detect is with her makeup. Her face seems a shade darker than the rest of her body, but other than that, her outfit is hot.

  7. Self-love is the best gift you can give to yourself. Once you place a value on yourself, no one can ever reduce such values except u permit it.


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