There are Worse Things Than Being Vain

In a world that wants you to hate yourself, it’s rebellion to enjoy your own reflection.

As a young girl, I did everything I could to avoid having my photo taken. I didn’t like my chubby cheeks, or my toothy grin, or the way my arms looked. And I wasn’t alone. School photo day at an all-girls school was a drama waiting to happen, with everyone queuing up frantically brushing their hair and…