Another bikini pic- or is it?

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Yes, it’s another photo of me in a bathing suit. I posted it on my Instagram feed. Does it really have anything to do with @morganickitchen ? With healthy living? With plantbased eating?

Yes. And No.

This photo- me, poolside in Puglia covering my face with a hat, in a bikini, has nothing to do with what I try to do on this platform. That is: promote healthy and sustainable living. Morganic Kitchen was born out of a love for cooking, food and art- and an appreciation for the deep connection between our health (mental and physical) and what we put into our bodies. Basically: nutrition.

So why all the photos of me? And why half naked? I mean... 🤔

This is a question I ask myself over and over- as I hand my phone to friends and sheepishly ask them to take a series of photos of me, or when I’m shopping and I think to myself “this will look good in a post”- or as I meticulously choose which photo to post, work on the lighting, tweak the angles and figure out what to write in the caption to tie it into my healthy lifestyle message.

A lot of work right? I think so too. It’s much easier for me to invent a recipe, go grocery shopping, cook, stage, photograph, and slap a photo of food up here. It’s not me- it’s just what I make.

But I’ve realized- through trial and error- that people...you, friends, fans, followers, whoever-want to see who is behind the food. Maybe for inspiration, or to feel connected, or simple curiosity. I get it. I’m the same way.

I study the analytics. Trust me. There’s a lot of work and thought that goes on behind the scene. And no matter how beautiful my rainbow smoothie bowls may come out, the engagement on a photo of me is generally double. And then if it’s me in a bathing suit, it triples.

It’s sad. Or is it? Regardless, this is the world we live in. The world of smartphones and social media- of the loss of interpersonal communication, hand-written letters, of “don’t get to know me” just swipe right. Right? And maybe all I’m doing on here is feeding that fire. Maybe. Or maybe not.

Here, I have a message. A good one. A real and kind and positive message: health, holistic wellness, eat pure, choose well, treat your bodies with kindness, food is medicine, be pure, breathe, smile, be grateful, enjoy life, be present. This is what I want to teach. This is what is important to me. It’s everything.

At the same time, through eating well, practicing yoga, hitting the gym, living healthily, and healing myself holistically- I have taken great care of my body. And I am proud of that. I’m proud of how I look- and I’m proud to admit that as well. It’s not egoism, it’s confidence.

I am 37 years old. And I’d be kidding myself if I thought I could slap a bikini pic of me up here and compete with a 20 year old supermodel. But beauty is also accepting our flaws. Our wrinkles, our bad angles, our stretch marks and our imperfect shapes. I’m not perfect. But I’m lovely. I am nearing 40. I’m a mother and a chocoholic. It is what it is.

So here is a photo of me, taken last week as I was on a road trip with my daughter in the Salento region of Puglia (absolutely beautiful)- hanging out poolside and yes, wearing a bikini. I’m sucking in in this photo (luckily it was taken before lunch!) and I’m covering my face with a hat probably because I was squinting with the sun in my eyes, I had no makeup on, and I was about to get my period and was dealing with a nice little pimple on my chin. So the reality is- I’m not perfect- and I don’t pretend to be. But I am working on loving myself- of accepting myself- and of living the best life I can in the process while spreading the most positive messages I have. And maybe next post, I’ll wear a bikini AND show you my face.

Wishing you all a beautiful weekend.

Sending so much summer love, positive vibes and hopes that everyone on here, despite the tough world we live in, accepts and loves themselves as much as humanly possible.

Namaste 🙏🏻