Having the shape of your dreams isn’t your ticket to happiness. It’s learning to love the skin you’re in.
a world where everyone looks like Barbie and Ken. Try to imagine
yourself as a Barbie, talking to the other Barbies and Kens.
Would you like yourself? Would you think you were as pretty as the other Barbies? Would you be envious of them?
everyone in the group be happy with how they look? Or would some be
depressed, struggling with a negative body image? Would others feel
better than everyone else based on how they look?