Giveaway :: once upon a CHO

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

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One thing I believe there can never be too much of in the world is beauty. We aren’t just talking about “pretty” but something deeper. An abundance of beauty means we feel the goodness and reflect it back into the world. After all, you can’t recognize beauty unless you feel it. Also, the simpler the better. Beauty in its simplest form speaks to a lifestyle that begets beauty. What better way to honor this month’s theme than by introducing you to an artist that brings this idea to life?

Wendy Cho, of once upon a CHO, creates beautiful handcrafted jewelry that honors simplicity. Cho’s work is delicate and strong, balanced and easy. The pieces showcased up above (both the Love Birdie earrings and the Crescent Moon necklace) highlight one of the defining characteristics of a piece from once upon a CHO: abundant beauty. I’m also a huge fan of the Reversible Bar Necklace and feel like its simplicity is a talisman, a reminder to honor the beauty around me. Abundantly.

once upon a CHO is giving away three (3!) $20 gift certificates to three lucky winners (one each)! To enter to win, please answer the following question no later than Wednesday, November 19th.
Please visit once upon a CHO and tell us: When was the first time you realized your own beauty?
Start checking the winner’s box on Tuesday, November 25th, to see if you’ve won!
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  1. 1
    Juliet Farmer says:

    I’ve always struggled with my image/looks, and when I was diagnosed with breast cancer and went through chemo, that was the last thing I was thinking about. After my first round of chemo, I shaved me head, and one day soon after at the gym, a man came up to me and told me I looked beautiful. It made my day, and also helped me get outside of my own head and see that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 🙂 

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    Heidi says:

    I’m not sure about the first time since my parents always made me feel special and loved, but I’ve really appreciated the self-confidence I’ve gained as I’ve gotten older.

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    Pumpernickel says:

    I was awkward with frizzy hair and really (really!) bad teeth when growing up. My parents finally got my teeth fixed when I was 16 and that was the same time that I figured out my hair and stopped dressing like a tomboy. I remember feeling like a beauty queen and flashing everyone my smile! The confidence I gained that month was astounding. A total turn around in self esteem. I was still painfully shy (and still am to this day) but damn, I felt pretty.

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    Amiie says:

    I remember on my birthday this year, I looked in the mirror and saw my grandmother’s eyes instead of my own… big, blue, knowing eyes, with tiny creases in the corners as evidence of sweet smiles and howling laughter. I realized that beauty is not just mine, but that of my ancestors and I’ve never been more proud of my appearance.

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    jane says:

    in secondary school, i was really conscious of my teeth and especially my jaw, which was slanted to one side due to my really crooked teeth. now after 2 years of braces my jaw is still slanted on one side but not significantly.
    until recently, i was still very conscious of the fact that my face wasn’t symmetrical due to my jaw (but honestly it’s really hard for someone’s face to be completely symmetrical now that i think of it) and always tried to avoid taking pictures, but after explaining to some friends why i always felt conscious talking photos (due to my jaw), they were really surprised and told me that they had never noticed. and then i finally realised that all the flaws i’ve always been so bothered about, really didn’t matter to others who saw me. and that’s when is started putting more thought into what made me look good (my fashion and sense of style) rather than all the bits i wanted to hide, and while i still have my off-days when i feel that i look terrible eg. when i’m tired and sick. now i really think i am beautiful and i’m proud of the way i look, the way i dress! and compliments from my friends on my style do boost my confidence as well 🙂

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    ren says:

    While I have never had a problem with self-confidence, I am pretty happy with the person I am, I do struggle with the idea of being beautiful. Even in the context of being beautiful on the inside. But at the same time, I have no issue with what I see in the mirror. I am me. That seems pretty good. So I suppose I find the beauty in being myself, with all my quirks. 

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    Loretta says:

    The first time I remember was probably in high school when I started lifting weights and realized how STRONG my body was!

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    Holli says:

    I’m still working on it 🙂

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    Tiffany says:

    The first time was probably in college. Most people go to class dressed like they just rolled out of bed and could care less. I preferred to at least make an effort, not to impress people, but that’s how I am. I felt confident enough to not be with the norm and dress like a slob. I learned to deal with my personal body quirks and work around them when I needed to.

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    Jenn says:

    When I suddenly became friends with my freckles. 

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    Samantha S says:

    It’s a memory I’ll have for a long time. The summer after my first year in college, I got a job with our university’s public relations department, and in a couple weeks I was writing serious articles for publication and running my own interviews. I was walking down the sidewalk to one of my interviews, in some sort of swingy dress, and two new thoughts hit me with a literal physical force: “I am good at this–I am beautiful.” The missing link there is confidence, of course, but it was the first time I’d ever had it in noticeable amounts. Even after contacts and getting out of braces and discovering conditioner, it took finding something I loved and was good at to make me realize my own beauty.

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    Cindy says:

    When I was 13, I was having my makeup done at the Clinique counter and the woman commented, “Wow. You are so pretty” when I sat in the chair. It was the first time that anyone not related to me had commented on my appearance and I remember being taken aback and then thinking—wow. maybe i am pretty. A very empowering sentiment for a very awkward teenager 🙂

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    iamalighthouse says:

    I had some very sweet people in my life who were very good at pointing out different aspects that made me beautiful. And I like to keep that gift going by telling others. I think I was probably 13 or so. =)

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    Elizabeth says:

    When I was in early elementary school, I overheard some parents talking at a school event.  They were discussing how pretty some of the little girls were.  As someone from a poor family with odd, homemade clothing, I thought of myself as homely.  But then I heard one mother say, “But do you see the way Betsy’s face lights up when she smiles?  She’s going to be a gorgeous adult, I can tell.”  It was an amazing moment for me: the idea that someone  thought I was beautiful because of my smile and my joy – not because I had pretty hair ribbons or the nicest clothes – all the things I thought marked the “pretty girls.”  As I’ve grown older (and outgrown the nickname Betsy), I’ve held onto that idea.  There IS something INSIDE of me that is beautiful and it shows when I let it!  And people can see it!

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    sam says:

    Never thought of myself as pretty – let alone beautiful – until recently.  Marriage of 22 years ended three years ago and a few months ago I was reacquainted with an old friend. Being on a ‘first date’ after 27 years was more than nerve-wracking! He is wonderful and is never at a loss to tell me how beautiful or pretty or smart I am.  Its hard for me to accept that I am all those things since my ex had an affair but the more time I spend with him the easier it is becoming.  Here’s to whatever is next! 

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    nicole f says:

    Recently, as I am on the cusp of 40, I am feeling comfortable in my own skin. With that I am feeling more beautiful than ever.

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    Rinny says:

    I didn’t really understand what beauty really meant until I was well into my 20’s. As children, people are always saying “oh, how beautiful she is!” or “you have such pretty hair” and you never really quite understand what that means. Forget your teenage years, because there’s no telling you that beauty is much deeper than a magazine’s portrayal of beautiful/beauty. I didn’t really care what I looked like while I was in college, just that I finished. I think the first time I realized my own beauty was when I was 28 and looked at myself in the mirror – no make-up, hair was dirty and a mess, and had my pajamas on. I finally saw through all of the masks I tried to wear throughout my formative years and my early twenties and realized the inner and outer beauty I’d cultivated and nourished.

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    Cathy F. says:

    When I had my son. I have struggled with liking myself and my body all my life. After I gave birth I was in awe with what my body could do! How could anyone hate that?  I work on remembering that feeling.

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    Charlotte D. says:

    I did not really feel beautiful until I was in my 30’s.  It was after having my first child that I saw myself in him that I truly appreciate my beauty.  It was an amazing revelation for me. 

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    Emma L says:

    At age eight, while sitting on a hay bale and realizing that the beautiful wheaten gold of that enormous mass below me exactly matched my own hair color. It made me feel incredibly connected to the vast hay field around me and at the same time, powerfully aware of how beauty comes through connections.

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    Jocelyn says:

    The older I have gotten, and the more I have seen my peers surrounded with issues of physical, spiritual, creative, or emotional beauty, the more I have realized how broad the term “beauty” is. I think I can be most beautiful in the way I look at other people and find their beauty. And in this case, I think Juliet Farmer’s entry is beautiful. I hope she receives a gift card.

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    ginger g. says:

    I think like many girls/women, I struggle to find the beauty in myself.  Growing up, I’ve had other people compliment me on this or that, but I’m not sure I totally believed them.  I’m not comparing myself to models in a magazine, but rather my ideal of beautiful.  
    My daughter just turned one and I was reminiscing of her birth.  I think this is one of the times I felt beautiful…and trust me…I looked like a hot mess! 🙂 I had been in labor over 48 hours and somehow gathered up all of my strength to push her out and have the natural birth I wanted.  I felt completely empowered, strong and dare I say…beautiful 🙂

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    Beth B says:

    I’ve been thinking about how to respond to this question, and it’s bringing back memories I haven’t thought about in years: I think I felt pretty as a kid, and then I hit 12 and things changed overnight. My hair went from straight to curly due to hormones and the orthodontist pulled a lot of my teeth so he could put braces on the adult teeth, and I was left with chipmunk teeth and braces wires. I don’t think I started to feel pretty again until I got the braces off 5 years later in my Senior year of high school.

    I also was a late bloomer, and in high school didn’t really understand why other girls spent so much time getting ready and putting themselves together. I was pretty focused on school and some drama in my life (my dad had cancer) and was struggling to get myself to school in clean clothes, let alone experiment with hairstyles and makeup. I envied girls who looked beautiful to me. And when I did make an effort, I never felt very pretty by comparison.

    As I got older, though, I found out that I could be pretty in my own way… and care enough to feel put together without letting it rule my life. When I spent time to assemble an outfit I felt good in, or wore makeup that played up my features, I felt different in a good way. I felt more like myself. For a while I didn’t feel pretty without makeup, going in the other extreme. Now I just try to accentuate the positive. It’s been an education, and I’ve grown to appreciate the beauty that was always in me. 

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    Sparrow says:

    Great question. Like most, I was an ungainly and awkward kid. But when I was 8, my parents’ friend needed a little girl to walk in a fashion show for her MFA project. I had to go through hair and makeup and I felt so glamorous. I later found out that they flat-ironed out the perm I had gotten that day. My mom was ticked. But walking down that runway in a blue and white jumper (that looked a little like a clown outfit), I felt like the sassiest, prettiest girl ever. Luckily, the whole thing was video-taped, for which the world should be grateful. That turn at the end of the runway was pure gold! Anyway, they gave me a tee-shirt for participating and I wore it with pride until it disintegrated. I know now it was superficial beauty I felt, but, sometimes, looking pretty helps our inner-confidence to show.