I've gotten so many compliments for having nice feet.

I was dating a guy that was a huge wrestling fan and I'm embarrassed to say it now but I used to make fun of him for watching it.

It was between the ages of 14 and 20 and I started off not eating at all, maybe an apple a day.

This sounds really lame, but I'm pretty proud of my feet.

When I was dealing with the eating disorder, I wanted to look like the stick-thin models, but then I started reading fitness magazines and seeing these girls with great bodies that weren’t too muscular.

I've gotten so many compliments for having nice feet.

Time really has gone by fast. I don’t know if your path is pre-written or what, but it’s crazy how one thing just leads to another.