Shut up. Just fucking stop talking. Stop asking what they ate today. Stop talking about the new diet you heard of. Hold your breath (forever if need be) when a sudden comment of concern arises in your throat. Just, shut up. You think you are helping. I get it. But let’s talk about what really …
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[wc_row][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”first”] [/wc_column][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”last”] It’s time to talk about weddings and I am pumped!!!! I’m getting married on October 10th of this year and I decided that part of what will help me get ready is to take out some of my anxiety right here on this blog! We’re going to be talking …
It’s that time of year again!!! That time of year where I stand in front of my closet for 20 minutes and go “OH right, I have no fall or winter clothes because I hate fall and winter and want to hide in my house forever! Great!!!”. And then I immediately get online and think …
Body positivity does not ask for your opinion, or unsolicited advice. It doesn’t ask for you to decide if you think it’s something that is “good” or “bad”. It’s never asked you to change who you are, or what you do with your own body. It seems some people still haven’t got the memo, so …
[wc_row][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”first”] [/wc_column][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”last”] [/wc_column][/wc_row] [wc_row][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”first”] [/wc_column][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”last”] [/wc_column][/wc_row] Mandy sent me a text one night saying “look what I bought!” with an image of this super cute suspender skirt attached, and I immediately followed suit and purchased it. I think just about every plus size femme has a black …
I used to be really particular about how long my dresses were. I’m 5’8″ (and a 1/2!), and most dresses are slightly shorter than they’re intended when hanging on my body. It used to really worry me that someone may catch a glimpse of my tush, and part of me was even a little bit …
[wc_row][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”first”] [/wc_column][wc_column size=”one-half” position=”last”] [/wc_column][/wc_row] At some point, someone made me feel shitty for wanting to dress fancy. I’m not sure when it was (though I’m guessing it was likely around age 13), and I don’t know who did it (solid guess would be a 13 year old boy), but I have a …
It’s regularly reaching 90 degrees outside now, and I’ve completely quit attempting to do my hair or my makeup. For about 2 months every year I make a very serious attempt at becoming an actual mermaid and spend the majority of my days poolside, then cramming every other waking hour at home full of …