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The Distorted Image

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Vogue, Cosmopolitan, Women's Wear Daily, Mercedes Benz Fashion Week, Victoria's Secret, and America's Next Top Model, all of these nationally recognized names have something in common. They tell girls from a very young age that they need to be a specific kind of beautiful. Every girl and woman suffers from a plague erected from designer blood: poor self-image. Even the most beautiful of women has things they wish they could change about themselves. An all girl band The Mrs. wrote a song that'd go on to fuel the souls of millions and become an anthem of self-actualization and the greatest paradigm shift ever: to " ¦screw the magazines and the skinny jeans ¦  (The Mrs.). Seen on Good Morning America and The Queen Lifah Show, The Mrs. have given themselves a real name, in the destructive Barbie's world of insane beauty, as the shinning light for women everywhere to live into for a true love of ones self. When asked several questions the drummer and founder of The Mrs. Andra Liemandt, had this to say: 1. When did your group form and where do y'all originate from? "We are all pretty much small town girls, though I actually started learning the drums when my daughter started taking piano lessons! My friend Jenny started with me, and we were lucky to be surrounded in Austin by wonderful life-long musicians.  2. How did you come up with the song "Enough?  Did you ever have a time that you felt you weren't enough? "I think everyone can relate to not feeling Enough at some point or has a day where nothing seems to go right. I had one of those days where everything was going wrong, and I just was beating myself up all day about every little thing. It wasn't until I was putting my daughters to bed that night when my older daughter looked up at me and said ˜Mom, you are the best mom in the world!' It was in that moment that I realized she sees me totally differently than I see myself. I needed to stop beating myself up and know I'm Enough. The next day, the band and I got together and shared similar stories...

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