At one point did I stop to chase what society and magazines were, and are still, preaching: be perfect, be skinny, don´t fall out of your roll. I discovered that chasing that ideal never gave me anything but the feeling not to be good enough. I´m more the Bridget Jones type, you know. ;) So, basically I gave up on my old roll models, the girls I wanted to be like so badly. And it felt good, to my surprise.
After a while did I discover that I wasn´t the only one, that there are more women who are politic nerds and interested in feminism, longboarding and not fitting in - but wearing pretty dresses at the same time. Who don´t have the desire to make others guilty over their food choices. Unfortunately did I first meet some of them in person, and could hang with them, when I was in university. Before that was the internet one huge source of inspiration. I simply made my choice and skipped all the content that would pull me down.
I know some of my role models in person, others I don´t. Doesn´t matter. Their existence makes me feel better and less reserved when it comes to celebrate the fabulous myself. A celebration I first dared to make, after I skipped all the pressure.