Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. These are words that have stuck with me since childhood. Words can leave scars that are deep-rooted, but they are only words and they mean nothing unless we allow them to. Everyone is teased at some point in their lives, the outcome relies solely on your perception of yourself and how you interpret others’ perceptions of you. Nobody is perfect, so why do we call it an imperfection? With this body of work I am presenting a series of awards for insults. I am utilizing the idea that a flaw is something you want to hide and using an award as a platform to put them on display. An award is something you are proud of, something that you want to show off. These are ironic awards given for bravely not fitting into the mold, and for wearing it proudly.