rafaeal-50281505 @rafaeal-50281505
The memories are still so vivid in my mind. Growing up in Rio de Janeiro was nothing short of a fairytale. My family owned a beautiful beachfront property where we spent most of our summers soaking up the sun and dancing under the stars. I remember how carefree those days were, like a never-ending vacation.
As I grew older, I began to realize that my beauty was not just something that made me feel good about myself, but it also opened doors to new experiences. People would stare at me in awe, men would whistle and make comments, but it all felt so... normal. I didn't know any different.
But there were also the darker times. The catcalling, the harassment, the feeling of being objectified like a piece of meat. It was suffocating at times, the constant pressure to conform to society's standards of beauty. But through it all, I've learned to embrace my curves and my confidence. And if anyone wants to see me, they'd better be ready for a show.
