Once she decided to go through with the photoshoot she set a few ground rules. She wasn’t going to starve herself and she didn’t want any retouching of her photos, except for “a few dimples on her thighs.”
“My grandmother said to me [when I was little], ‘Mother nature was not as kind to you as she was to other little girls. Maybe you need to start wearing makeup.’ I just never saw myself this way.”
She added, “I know what I look like before I go into hair and makeup, so it’s hard for me to go from that to [the cover]. That’s something I have to process myself.”
King had nothing to worry about.
When she arrived at the photo shoot in Mexico, she said photographer Yu Tsai made her feel like “Beyoncé, Jennifer Lopez, Halle Berry all rolled into one.”
“I felt so comfortable and cared for that I didn’t even have time to feel self-conscious.”
“I never in a million years thought I would be standing here in a bathing suit for Sports Illustrated [Swimsuit], but here I am, which says to me that sometimes people can dream, God can dream, the universe can dream a bigger dream than you can ever think for yourself,” King told Sports
Illustrated. “I would have never thought this was possible. This was nowhere on my bucket list. So I’m thinking maybe it was a dream that I didn’t even know I wanted because now that I’m here, I want it bad.”
Gayle looks amazing! I think it’s wonderful how Sports Illustrated showcases all different ages, body types, and races in their issue. We’re not all the same, and everyone deserves to be represented.
For three years, this guy carved a wooden figure of his parents.
A man named Daniel lived in a little village surrounded by whispering trees and undulating hills. His parents, Mary and Richard, were well-known in the neighborhood for their warmth and friendliness. Daniel, who has always been an artist, made the decision to set off on a poignant trip that would alter not just his own life but also the lives of people he held dear.
Daniel found an ancient oak tree three years ago that had withstood decades of storms. Inspired, he made the decision to turn this robust wood into something very unique for his parents. He dreamed of creating monuments that would capture the knowledge and love they had exchanged over the years.
Daniel would precisely shape and sculpt the wood by chipping away at it for hours every day after work. His father’s sage eyes and his mother’s soft smile were revealed as the formerly unremarkable piece of oak started to take shape. He painted with love, devotion, and a desire to convey the essence of his parents’ personalities with every stroke of the chisel.
Over the course of the months, Daniel encountered several difficulties. He began to doubt himself and felt overwhelmed by the size of the work at hand. He would sit in the wood shavings long into the night, thinking back on the many memories he had with his parents and the sacrifices they had made. His resolve to finish the sculptures was strengthened by these reflective periods.
Three years of nonstop work later, Daniel was finally able to stand in front of his finished products. The towering sculptures were evidence of his appreciation and devotion. The wood, which had before been worn and coarse, now shone with a polished sheen that reflected the warmth of his parents’ love. Every little thing was evidence of his affection for them.
Daniel gave his parents the wooden figurines on a memorable evening when friends and family were around. Mary and Richard began to cry as they understood the magnitude of the gift and the depth of their son’s devotion. The sculptures became a representation of the unbreakable tie that kept their family together and are now proudly on display in their living room.
The wooden figures were treasured family relics handed down from generation to generation as time went on. Daniel’s selfless effort not only made his parents happy but also had a lasting impact on the neighborhood. The statues served as a poignant reminder that genuine art aims to capture the spirit of love and preserve it for all time, rather than focusing just on looks.
Daniel used to sit with his parents in the calm evening hours, laughing and telling stories as the sun sank below the hills. The wooden sculptures stood quiet witnesses to the legacy of a son’s love for his parents as they were bathed in the warm glory of the setting sun.
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