My life is an open book for many reasons. I learned at a very young age that I was unique. Back then, unique wasn’t portrayed the way it is now. Along with being unique, I went through the journey of being different physically. Here is one of the stories from my open book. 

Almost seventeen year ago, my world changed. I begged Daddy to let me ride the bus home from school because I didn't want to stay for basketball practice. He told me no, but I kept asking, and he finally said yes. Who knew that less than ten minutes later, my bus would wreck. The AMAZING Herndon Magnet School family showed up and supported me. I will never forget the love that I was shown. That same morning, Dad told me to get my glasses and I forgot. I knew he was going to fuss at me, but thank God I didn't have them on that day. With the cuts on my face already close to my eye, I don't want to think about what could have happened if I had my glasses on. Surgery after surgery, I wanted mom to cover the bathroom mirrors so that I didn't have to see myself. I didn't like what I saw in the mirror but the looks that I would get from adult when I went out made it even worst. 

But fast forward to now, I have an amazing story to tell. I know that God is able to do what He says He will do. 

I felt that it was important to tell my story, because I have met so many new people through photography. Most people won’t ask me what happen but they want to know. My scars are apart of me. Some days, I hate them, but most day, I love them.  The dirty looks are tough to swallow at times, but I have learned to smile through the stares. I had a huge fear starting my business and working with kids, but that hasn’t been an issue yet. My scars are a daily reminder that I made it.  

XOXO
Brittany Figaro 

Beautiful As I AmOne of my favorite old pictures from 2011 that showed my scars.