For years, I didn't think anyone else had a double chin. None of the girls in Seventeen had one. Liv Tyler didn't fucking have one. None of the Delia catalog models had a double-chin. Then the internet came about. Yes, I didn't grow up with the internet like some of you babies. It wasn't long before I was taking selfies for Myspace, making sure to maintain the illusion that I had only one chin. High angles and jutting out my jaw were my tricks and I pushed down the shame. The shame and hate that I had towards how my pudgy chins and round jaw line looked in real life.
Along with being able to place library books on hold and email my friends, the internet brought us body shame and a new way to either hide or flaunt our features. Since the dawn of selfies, I grew and found appreciation for my double chin. I started seeing my body and face for what it actually looked like in real life and not how high I could hold my camera phone. I became familiar with the curves of my neck and jowl. How it squishes when I smile. The way it jiggles when I move and sometimes grows a long dark hair.
It took seeing other double chins on fat bodies and realizing that I saw beauty in theirs, so I could see it in my own. I challenged myself to take photos with my double chin showing in all it's glory. I swallowed my shock when I saw family photos with all my "worst" angles. The shock started to disappear the more I let go of my dream world where my chin was sharp like Paris Hilton's.
So, rock that double chin! Let it be part of your face and treat it like the adorable accessory that it is. Say goodbye to those chin-hiding ninja moves! Your chin is fucking awesome in all it's glory and power. Triple chins, hairy chins, scarred chins, pointy, round and no-chins!