I am not a size 2, blonde hair, eyes of blue, fair skin, always find jeans to fit in, Cosmo, Vogue, Glamour, Barbie beauty. No, I am curvy like quiet trips up winding paths to mountain getaways. And thick, yes, my thighs are thick and my breasts are full and I am soft. My brown skin whispers messages wrapped in chocolate to your psyche, I am soothing, sultry, sassy, sweet, supple. No, I am not that which society has deemed beautiful, I am more, I am me.