I've got both.

Three boxes containing the world's most comprehensively awesome jewellery collection. Enough hideous hairstyles in the past to allow for karmic retribution to throw me naturally loose, feminine curls.

You know what's awesome, though?

Today, I didn't need them.

I've been losing weight (again, what a surprise, Sana's on a diet) for the last two months, but the surprising thing is, when I break the stupid thing and eat roasted cashews, I don't feel like throwing up or self flagellating or like my guilt will drown me anymore.

Today, I walked out with no earrings and my hair in a rather unflattering (but super comfortable) granny bun....and felt fantastic.

It's been a really long time since I didn't have to hide some part of my body or shape behind my HotFro or jewellery or strategically positioned bright kurtas.

I stepped out in Rachel's ugly yellow (YELLOW!) t-shirt and GYM PANTS and non-matching sneakers today.

Everyone who's ever known me knows I've had...how to put this politically correctly....body image issues. For a very, very long time.

And today, I looked in the mirror in all my post-gym frizzy-fro'd sweaty glory...and said, dayme...that's a beautiful girl, right there.

Yeah. I'm OK with that. That's a beautiful girl, right there.

Queen Sana at 6:04 PM