A little context behind this. For a long time, I didn’t just notice my thighs - I judged them. Constantly. Their shape…no matter how hard I exercised. How they jiggled. Their dimples / cellulite / visible veins. The rash I’d get when they rubbed together. They were never “good enough”. It didn’t matter what I actually looked like on the outside. The voice in my head had already decided. And yet… these are the same thighs that led me to start Thigh Society. Because I was so tired of adjusting, covering, overthinking, and planning outfits around them. I just wanted to get dressed and live my life. That’s still the goal. Not to love every inch of your body all the time. Just to think about it a little less.