I wanna be cute. How does one become cute? Because I am a potato. A glasses wearing potato with boring hair and a double chin. Not cute.
First of all, potatoes are adorable. Please observe:
Second of all, cute isn’t a look, it’s a behavior. When you giggle because a joke caught you off guard, you’re cute. When you yawn and you stretch and you’re nodding off while curled up in blankets with mussed up hair and your glasses slipping down your nose, you’re cute. When you blush because someone complimented you, you’re cute. When you smile at the person you love, you’re freaking adorable. (I have seen it. I know.)
Cute is not your size, or your haircut, or your clothes. Cute is your soul bursting out of you at the seams because you’re unabashedly, unapologetically, unselfconsciously you.