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Tris has zits

So, I'm obsessed with Divergent. I talk about it all the time. Last week I saw it with my brother for the second time and I still absolutely loved the movie. But, this time since I knew what was happening, I had time to look at all the backgrounds and little details. (How cute is it when Four says, hey I've already got my spot on the floor. Didn't hear that the first time.) And with the few close ups, that when I saw it.

Tris has zits.

Well, more like Shailene Woodley actually.

I remember my first zit. It was the end of fifth grade. I didn't want to go to school because I didn't want my crush at the time Eric Gonzalez to remember my huge rudolf nose zit. Seriously. That thing didn't go away for a good year.
My 5 year old brother took this picture. This is the only one I could find with the rudolf nose zit you have to zoom in though haha!

Anyways. I've always had acne. Not super super bad, but enough to be noticed and annoying. My parents still have acne as well, so I know it will never go away. But going through middle school, man was I self conscious. The only thing that was awesome was junior year of high school when everyone else started getting zits and mine were dying down a bit. Those zits. I tried hiding them with makeup but to no avail. 

Now that my wedding is coming up, I've been trying to find a way to get rid of my acne completely. I've tried a few different makeup routines over the months, each sounding more promising than the next but still not quite doing the job. So, I've still got plenty of acne and it always gets worse when summer begins and I'd like to look nice for my wedding.

I was feeling a little down about this when I went to see Divergent with my brother. It was then as I was watching that I saw it. Tris has zits, in the exact same spots that I have them as well. At the top of her nose and the sides of her face by her eyebrows. 

Typing this, I realize how awful this sounds. The last thing I want someone doing to me is scrutinizing my face and counting every single imperfection. But, man, Shailene Woodley is beautiful!
I think she rocks the short hair and the long hair and even when she's sweaty and has her ponytail all over the place, she still looks awesome. And I'm a little jealous! But then I saw it, those few little zits! She is a human being. She isn't perfect. Even though she has one of the most all natural diets on earth and is a super hippy, she still gets zits! My little middle school self was clapping so hard! I also felt awesome because I've always been a little self conscious about my height. Yeah, Shailene is an inch taller than me. And, guess what?! She even sweats. That's right, she sweats. 

Watching Divergent a second time, I loved all the little imperfections I picked up on. This book and story means so much to me, and I absolutely loved the movie and everyone in it. And it just so happens that the girl who portrays my favorite hero has zits just like me. (She just has a professional makeup team to work on hiding them.) Nobodys perfect, not even those idolized movie stars.

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  1. I must see this movie again (my favorite line is, "you'll be able to see inside my head?" "... mhm." haha. Made me laugh).

    I loved the actress they choose though. She's beautiful. And you will be, too, on your wedding day. :)

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