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		<title>They Aren&#8217;t JUST Shoes</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2015 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kassidy Everard]]></dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Attitude]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Beautiful]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Naked]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[A pair of shoes can change the world. Some in different ways. Running shoes can win gold. Sandals can transport memories from a favorite destination. Boots can bring out the sass in anyone. Heels can help kick someone&#8217;s ass when the guy at the bar just wont leave you alone. But maybe there is a deeper meaning for what shoes we decide to wear. When I wear heels I feel beautiful. Matched with the right outfit I feel sassy and beautiful all in one. Some people feel sassy and beautiful in a simple pair of sneakers. Whoever said give a girl the right shoes and she will conquer the world was beyond right. If I&#8217;m feeling down, I go shoe shopping.  Not because I&#8217;m a materialistic person, but because somehow buying shoes makes me feel like I get a fresh start. Buying shoes shows me that there is a way to make myself feel beautiful while also making me feel accomplished. Shoes aren&#8217;t just shoes like most people tend to believe. The type of shoe I wear can determine my attitude for the rest of the day. Heels always make me want to go out &#38; dance. They make my heart ache for that perfect dinner with my significant other. Sitting and talking, still getting to know each other. Sometimes they make me want to get up and meet new people, possibly even become more of a social person. Wearing no shoes at all&#8230;you see, this is where the fun comes. This is where It&#8217;s hard for me&#8230; Lately, wearing shoes has been the way to express my feelings. I always wear heels when I am feeling down (and when I am not) where most would choose sneakers or sandals. But I feel that the better I dress, the better I will feel. I cannot even bring myself to wear sneakers to school. Not because I care about the opinions of those around me, but because I honestly feel that the heels I wear make people look at me differently &#8211; more passionately. Like they are actually interested in what I have to say. But when did wearing shoes become such a big deal? The Naked Foot&#8230; Ah, yes. The majestic, adventurous feeling of not wearing shoes. Disgusting? Maybe&#8230; But lets be honest&#8230; you hate wearing shoes just as much as the next person. When I do not have shoes on I feel naked. I feel like a piece of me is exposed that shouldn&#8217;t be. Not wearing shoes is the equivalent to not wearing a shirt for me. My shoes say a lot about who I am &#38; when that right is taken away from me, I feel stripped of any barrier I have put up that says who I am. Not wearing shoes is a guessing game of who I am meant to be. If i wear sneakers, you&#8217;ll expect that I am a runner. If I wear sandals, you&#8217;ll assume I like the beach. If I wear boots, you&#8217;ll assume that I am a southern girl. Well, what if I don&#8217;t wear any shoes at all? You now have no way of knowing about my interests. No way of knowing if I am an under-dresser or an over-dresser. No way of knowing if I enjoy the beach or hiking. No way of knowing anything at all. Because without my shoes on I am naked. But that isn&#8217;t me. I am not a naked soul. My soul is filled with vibrant, exciting, colorful adventures and experiences, My soul is filled with good things and bad things, good people and bad people, good feelings and bad feelings. So asking me what my favorite shoe is probably isn&#8217;t a tricky question because I am complex. I am interesting. I am different. And I know what I want. I am headstrong, but I am also timid. I am stern, but I am also calm. I am lovable, but I am also hated. I am strong, but I am also weak. To me, wearing heels says, &#8220;I am independent, I don&#8217;t need help, I am strong.&#8221; They aren&#8217;t just shoes. They are a symbol of who I am as a person. A symbol of what I can do and what I cannot do. Heels, be simple and sophisticated, are the shoes that represent me as a person. They cover my naked soul, with just enough &#8216;click&#8217; to keep the mystery going. They aren&#8217;t just shoes. Not to me, anyway.]]></description>
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		<title>Red Is My Favorite Color&#8230; But Not On My Skin</title>
		<link>http://www.wirlproject.com/red-is-my-favorite-color-but-not-on-my-skin/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2015 09:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kassidy Everard]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Health/Fitness]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Beautiful]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Break Out]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[My Skin Won't Stop Me]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; My blemishes are only skin deep. My skin won&#8217;t stop me because&#8230;. I hate it, but It&#8217;s mine. It&#8217;s the only one I&#8217;ll ever have. I have extremely sensitive skin. My hair touches my neck, and I break out in blotchy red spots. Wearing a necklace?  Blotchy red spots. Give someone a hug? You guessed it! Blotchy red spots! Recently I went to Hawaii to see family. While there I got sun poisoning, but couldn&#8217;t really feel it&#8230; all I saw were little red bumps.  Then I got devastating news which led to stress, and I broke out in hives. My arms, my neck, and my chest were covered in big red circles for two days. I felt like less of myself. I felt that the marks on my skin defined who I was&#8230; but then I thought about people with worse skin problems than me. I realized that if I don&#8217;t look at myself any different,  why should I expect someone else to look at me different just because of huge red bumps? I have always has sensitive skin, and most of you will think that having sensitive skin doesn&#8217;t compare to skin diseases, but trust me, you&#8217;ll think I have a skin disorder after seeing how bad it gets. When my skin breaks out, some people decide to point it out to me as If I don&#8217;t already know. I get embarrassed and try everything to cover it up. I don&#8217;t wear turtle necks, but the second someone tells me I&#8217;m breaking out I all of a sudden feel the need to buy one and bury myself in it. Feeling comfortable in your own skin is one of the hardest things to do, especially when you have blemishes or huge red marks, maybe even birthmarks that you consider too big. The truth is that no one has perfect skin. Nope&#8230; no one.  Every single girl you see on the cover of a magazine is the result of Photoshop. The girl in the magazine doesn&#8217;t even look like the girl in the magazine.  So why strive to be her? The more chemicals you put on your face, the worse it will get&#8230; I&#8217;ve tried acne medicine and blemish removers and almost every product known to man, and with my sensitive skin, it makes me break out. I have used baby oil and baby lotion. I have tried natural substances from the ground, such as the very dirt we walk on. I have tried the strongest stuff you can think of, and whether the bottle says that it is for sensitive skin or not, I still end up with a huge pimple the next morning&#8230;.so, I stopped using these products. Recently I decided that my skin is my skin for a reason. If I were meant to be more tan, I would be. If I were meant to be blonde, I would be. If I were meant to have blue eyes, I would. If I were meant to have no freckles, I would. BUT that isn&#8217;t me and I am content with knowing that I have scars and blemishes. That I do break out on contact with anything.  That I don&#8217;t have a hickey on my neck&#8230; It&#8217;s actually another blemish.  (Thanks for your concern, Mom) Your skin is yours for a reason. To do such a thing as to wish you had a different set of skin is unreasonable. There is a difference between feeling uncomfortable in your own skin and someone making you feel that uncomfortable in your own skin. Your skin doesn&#8217;t define the kind of person you are. It just protects the heart you have on the inside and accepts the external damage. I know in the beginning I said that I hated my skin, but I don&#8217;t hate it. I hate the way I look at it. And unless you think your skin is beautiful, you should too. &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>My Skin Won&#8217;t Stop Me</title>
		<link>http://www.wirlproject.com/my-skin-wont-stop-me-3/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2015 11:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Eben Adrian]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; My Psoriasis is only skin deep. My skin won&#8217;t stop me because&#8230; It&#8217;s just skin and it&#8217;s only surface deep. I am beautiful, even with my pink/white spots. My daughter looks up to me and I need to be a strong role model for her and teach her that it&#8217;s inner beauty that counts. &#160; Here&#8217;s my story: Just prior to my first Psoriasis outbreak, I was at a peak in my life. I was a happy, healthy mom who was eating clean, fit, confident, and in love with the skin I was in. In fact, I even participated in my first bodybuilding competition and was getting a lot of attention for my success and accomplishments! Then, Psoriasis hit me hard and took away my confidence and drive to keep going. Unfortunately, bodybuilding is all based on how you look and Psoriasis didn&#8217;t seem to care. I  gave up; I let my skin stop me. I used the internet and social media to reach out to others, hoping that someone would be able to offer me some help or advice, because I felt so alone. To read the rest of my story, click here! Also, don&#8217;t forget to visit the link below to purchase the &#8220;Eben&#8221; bracelet using the promo code: EBEN for 10% off and free shipping!]]></description>
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