The human form is beautiful and familiar. Attempts to disguise the simultaneity of uniqueness and universality of our respective figures is a turning away from the celebration of our species. Each of our bodies tells a story and is more personal than the home we live in or the people we chose in include in our lives. Do I love my body? Do I treat it like I love it? Do I inflict my negative emotions on my body? Do I want people to read my story in my body? These are just some things I’ve been thinking about.