The Meaning of Self-Love

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A special guest post by Mary Liu, founder of Soy & Spice Lingerie

I came to Australia at the age of 8 from China, and as a child trying to fit into a completely new culture and environment, I often found myself trying to disassociate from my cultural identity as a Chinese. Growing up in Adelaide, a small and quiet city where there aren’t nearly as many Asians as there are in Sydney meant I was teased and bullied for the way I looked. Throughout my primary school years and half-way through my high school years, I never felt like I fit in. If you are interested in reading more about this, I wrote an article on Soy & Spice Lingerie’s blog about my bullying experience.

Surrounded by Anglo children who looked completely different from me made me question my appearance and what is considered ‘beautiful’. I’ve always been quite small-busted and throughout my adolescent years, I would always be conscientious about it. During those years, a padded bra would be like a second layer of skin on me, and I would feel extremely uncomfortable to wear anything else underneath my clothes that was not. 

I’m not sure whether it’s the fact that I grew up in an Asian household, but at almost every family and friends gathering, at least one aunty or uncle will make a comment or share their opinion on some aspect of all the kids’ lives. Whether that’s your studies, your work, your love life or the way you look. For me, a constant comment that gets made is my weight. Seeing as I have always been quite petite, the comment “you should eat more” is something I hear far too often. This made me even more conscientious about my overall weight and especially my bust size. I remember having to compare them to all the other kids at every gathering, which then led me down a dark spiral of self-consciousness and made me feel extremely anxious. Whether you also grew up in an Asian household or in a different cultural family setting, if anyone reading this can relate, please reach out as I would love to hear your story.

My whole extended family in China & I in 2018

I remember walking past the non-padded bra section of department stores and feeling so tempted to browse around and grabbing a set to try. However, there was always this voice in my head that made me hesitate. So time and time again, I would find myself ending up at the padded bra section and then walking out of the store holding a bag with a set inside it.

It wasn’t until I reached my final year of high school that I started to appreciate and love the way I looked. I stopped comparing myself with others and began focusing on myself. I realised that my body probably won’t change too much from this point onwards, so I should just embrace it the way it is. When I came to that realisation, my own world changed. I had a new sense of confidence and I wasn’t afraid to show it. I wore garments that accentuated my bust and my body shape, and I loved it! With that, the anxiety from the comments of aunties and uncles faded away—I would instead just nod and agree, but wouldn’t take the comments to heart. 

I understood that the aunties and uncles comments weren’t really aimed at attacking me in any way. They were saying those things because they care, and it’s the way their parents, aunties and uncles also spoke to them. For them it’s normal, but to us, sometimes it can be taken as a judgement, and it hurts. 

This cycle is something I want to break and I wholeheartedly believe that we can. We shouldn’t be bound by what others think of us, we should be able to live our lives the way we want. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and as long as we ourselves accept and embrace the way we look, that should be all that matters. As we will be parents ourselves one day, if not already are parents, we should have the courage in pushing this boundary and breaking away from this cycle to set a new norm. 

After I came to the realisation that each and everyone of our bodies are different and we are beautiful in our own unique ways, I remember walking back into a department store searching for a new bra and going straight to the non-padded section. Browsing around a section of the store that I had always walked past made my heart pounce. I felt nervous but so liberated at the same time. I remember finding this gorgeous, soft white Elle Macpherson demi-cup bra and after trying it on, I immediately fell in love. For a teenager, the price of the bra was way out of my budget so I had no choice but to put it back. This experience however, opened up a whole new world for me, not just in terms of my bra selections but it also showed me that I can push my own boundaries and I shouldn’t be afraid to try new things.

Mary Liu, Founder of Soy & Spice Lingerie

These experiences and my love for lingerie led me to start Soy & Spice Lingerie. I wanted to create a line that symbolises the empowerment of women to have confidence, to love themselves for who they are and to have the courage in pushing their boundaries and trying new things out. Through wearing Soy & Spice Lingerie, I want each woman to truly feel confident in their own skin, to appreciate and embrace the body that they are in, and to have the courage in pushing their own boundaries, challenging themselves in new ways and to inspire those around them to do the same.

Model Carrie in Soy & Spice Lingerie’s Wild Camelia Bralette Set in white,
$55AUD, XS, S, M, L, XL

For our current collection, please see here.

To further promote the importance of self-love, we have created a 5 days self-love challenge with quick and simple daily activities that gets sent directly to your mailbox every morning. The idea behind this challenge is to show you that loving yourself is easy. If you perform at least one of these 5 simple activities daily, it will form a habit that will bring you long term benefits. If you would like to join this challenge, please sign up here. To thank you for taking the time for yourself, if you complete the whole 5 days, you go into the draw to win one of our sets for free!

I hope you enjoyed Mary’s post! Please leave a comment and check out Soy & Spice Lingerie (as well as follow on Instagram—@soyspicelingerie) to stay up-to-date on the brand’s burgeoning projects and collections!

Baby’s First Tattoo 😜

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When LA Ink first aired in 2007, I was in high school. It ended up being a show I found while discreetly channel surfing and landing on TLC. I used to watch TV upstairs in my parents’ room, with my thumb hovering over the ‘recall’ button just in case I had to switch back to kid-friendly Nickelodeon or Disney Channel if my mom came charging up the stairs without warning 😂.

Oh, good times.

But LA Ink wasn’t a “bad show”. I’ve always been interested in the biography/memoir/documentary genre, and this reality show based on the lives of tattoo artists in LA was right up my alley. It followed famous tattoo artist (and vegan badass 😍) Kat Von D, owner of LA Ink, and her team as they designed and inked the denizens of So Cal and beyond…

With dinner on my lap, it made for good entertainment.

What intrigued me the most was how “normal” many of her clients were. Sure, there were the stereotypical biker guys and tattoo buffs, but most of the people featured on the show were people with everyday lives—hoping to mark their skin with art commemorating a loved one or memory. For some of them, it was their first tattoo!

Since then, I pondered over the idea of getting a tattoo myself, but I was never one to be carried away by random pretty art—I wanted my tattoo to have meaning.

For a while, I was thinking maybe an ankle tattoo with the initials of my friends—because I couldn’t think of anything better 😂 but as I got older, my personal experiences eventually shaped a “better” tattoo idea. Eventually, I came up with a simple, yet elegant design in my head that encapsulated my heritage with my personal story: a blooming lotus.

Freshly inked in late January—no regrets 🖤

My best friend is a graphic designer, and as soon as I told her, mid-2019 or so, that this was my tattoo and I was set on getting it eventually, she drew up a sketch that I could use as a reference for my future tattoo artist.

When she posted it on her Insta, I was all 😍. Check out her work, by the way!

I was growing more confident with the idea of getting this tattoo, and thought it would be so badass 😂 to have it placed on my forearm 😎. As for the size, I wasn’t sure how big to go, although looking back now, I think I would have been fine with bigger size (but I don’t regret my current tattoo at all!).

Because I am a daddy’s girl (I literally call him everyday to chat), I ran my thought process by him to see how he’d react. When I first told him, there were a few seconds of silence before he said, “okay…”. He’s not the kind of person to force anyone to do/not do something, but I could tell he wasn’t really for or against it…I hate it when he has that stance 😂. For him, he just wasn’t used to the concept…even though tattoos have been a part of Indian culture for centuries 🤔.

I thought it over for a few more months, and I guess it was something I truly wanted, because I caught myself gazing at my forearm a number of times imaging something there…

But I wasn’t going to settle on any ol’ artist. At first, I stumbled upon Captured Tattoo in Tustin, CA, which was close to home and run by a former staff artist at LA Ink. I wasn’t too quick to jump into the seat though, as I wasn’t fully convinced that that was my shop.

I am convinced that big brother is monitoring me through social media (LOL) because as I was scrolling through my feed one day, Johnny Dagger’s profile popped up:

Johnny’s work—I highly recommend having him tattoo you!

My eyes were at attention immediately. I loved how simple and sharp his designs looked, and I was even more elated that he was in West Hollywood taking appointments at the beginning of the year.

So began my 2020…with a fresh tattoo…

My appointment with Johnny was on a Saturday afternoon in late January. I didn’t feel like driving ALL the way up from the OC, so I opted to take the train to Union Station and then take a Lyft from there to WeHo. The guy who dropped me off asked me what the building was when we arrived and I was like, “Oh, a tattoo shop”, after which he wished I stay safe 😂.

But Johnny’s studio is in a nice part of WeHo that I used to pass through a couple times when I lived in LA. I remember having dinner with my sis and her BF once at a nearby vegan restaurant, and since we were parked on hilly Sunset Blvd, we were gifted with some gorgeous sunset views after dinner!

But, I digress…my appointment was around 2pm, and after meeting Johnny, I showed him my friend’s design for my blooming lotus tattoo. He made some suggestions to make the design “tattoo-friendly” and then he got to work prepping his space. This consultation/prep time took about an hour in total.

I wasn’t too nervous going in—I was hyped up by my friends since I was messaging them before it was time to get inked! Things got real when my forearm was shaved, disinfected, and placed with a pattern of the design. I was all-in at this point and ready to go…and honestly?

I can only describe the feeling as “getting a blood draw but WAY less intense“. I mean, it really wasn’t painful at all! Of course, I tried to find anecdotes online about others’ tattoo experiences, and everyone had a differing opinion, so ultimately I just had to try it for myself.

And obviously, no regrets had by me:

It looks so much sharper in B&W

After he was done, Johnny applied some water-proof adhesive over the tattoo to protect it from the elements (lol). Aftercare was pretty simple: I could apply lotion on it if the area was itchy, otherwise just have it protected from sunlight and I could peel it off in 4 days!

This tattoo cost me $200, which is a very fair price given the size, quality, and the fact that Johnny uses vegan ink (Panthera, I believe is the brand name).

I was a little bummed that the weather wasn’t warm enough for me to flaunt my new ink right away, but that at least guaranteed some protection. After 4 days, I was ready to peel—but not before I noticed weeping!

Tattoo weeping: a normal part of the healing process

I’m glad I read about this phenomeon before, otherwise I probably would have freaked out lol. It’s basically the new, fresh tattoo leaking plasma, no biggie 😂.

Right after I peeled off the adhesive, I regretted that I did not have lotion on hand because the area started to ITCH.

I started to see splotchy red spots right away!

I did not dare to touch the area, even though I felt like clawing off my skin. It’s an absolute test when it comes to resisting an itch!

Fortunately, the urgency of the itchiness dies down after a couple minutes (or I was distracted enough at work that I forgot about it). When I got home, I put some fragrance-free lotion on it right way, and since then, the tattoo has made itself cozy on my inner-forearm 🖤.

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You can say I’ve been bitten by the bug, because I’d love to get another tattoo (or multiple…) in the future, if there is meaning, I like the artist, and the timing is right. After my appointment, I spoke with my Dad and sent him pics as well, after which he semi-joked about not getting anymore tattoos…well, not too sure about that 😏.

I don’t want to credit my tattoo with giving me self-confidence, but it has definitely boosted it. I love having my arm exposed and casually going about my day, with people stopping to remind me that I even have a tattoo when they give a compliment.

Not too mention, I feel like a freakin’ badass not to be messed with 😎!

I feel like every woman should get a tattoo—what better way to feel empowered and on top of your world?

How do you feel about tattoos? Would you get one? Do you have one, or two, or multiple?

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