"Now that we have shape"

        I was a late bloomer, when I was 14 my biology teacher had used me as her example for the anatomy of the human skeleton because I was the closest  example she could make. I didn't get to wear an actual bra until in my first year in University. The downsides of being a late bloomer are extensive first there is the matter of your crush who doesn't spare you a second glance but fancies dumb Zainab with the big boobs.

         Quoting that part of the bible from Habbakuk or so that says though it may tarry, wait for it, it shall surely come. In high school I remember looking at other girls green with envy when they filled out so nicely in their uniforms I on the other hand looked like a cross between Willow Smith and Ariana Grande in my uniform. But alas even though it tarried I can also now use the hash tag #TeamCurvy

          "Now that I have shape"  I can say that I'm enjoying the perks and the dividends of it like how I can now comfortably get to wear bodycon dresses and there's the thrill and extra rush of dopamine you get when you know those guys are checking you out. But you know the best part of it all? I have learnt a lot about body shaming and the effects it has on young girls and just how much effect it could have on one's self esteem when you look different.

          Now that I am older and wiser, I know that I you are not defined by the mile stones your body hits when you reached or didn't reach a certain age you are defined by how brave you were when you were the ugly duckling.