there is a nursery/flower shop/place of amazing gorgeousness in the city called Flora Grubb. It’s one of those places where you simultaneously love every teeny little bit of it and feel inadequate in that you will never have such lovely design aesthetic. le sigh. so instead, I took pictures! I know this isn’t FA related, but I’ve decided to toss up inspirational stuff onto this here blog every once in a while.
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This morning I got inspired by the fabulous Fat Heffalump (how simply rad is that name? come on.) and spent a couple hours poking around the interwebs for blogs that focus on fashion and OOTD (outfits of the day). That plus coffee and scrambled eggs with Soyrizo = positively lovely morning. And I may have found some folks (ok, one so far) who live in the bay area! Perhaps the next step for me is to venture outside the world that is the wide web and get into the world that is reality with this stuff? And at some point in the future, I’d like to start posting my own OOTD. Baby steps.
If you’re new to this idea of fat + fashion, I definitely suggest heading over to that link I included up there and take a peek for yerself.
I lied! it’s not a diet! however, it does fall under the commonly used definition of diet – a particular selection of something (usually food) meant to assist someone in attaining a goal (usually losing weight). My diet for the next few months is different.
It came to me yesterday as i was home sick. I follow a few blogs that i love every day that help me to see just how lovely, amazing, gorgeous, and awesome fat women who love fashion, social justice, feminism, and humor are. yesterday, however, I started branching out and spent hours upon hours looking at new (to me) blogs that marry fat and fashion (fatshion – how clever). There is a mirror at the end of my hallway and i can see myself in it when I walk to my bedroom or the bathroom. being stuck inside a one bedroom apartment all day means you walk around quite a bit, so i got several glimpses of myself. and I can’t really explain it perfectly, but generally when i walk by a mirror i’m like, “ok, whatever. not awesome, not awful, kind of meh.” or i don’t even bother to identify my thoughts (this isn’t always the case, i must say. some days i look in the mirror and go “dayum. yes.”). The thing was, toward the end of the day, my body in the mirror didn’t look odd, weird, or different. it just…was. And while that may not seem like such a big deal, and in fact it sounds similar to when i walk by a mirror and don’t stop to identify my thoughts, THIS was different. fantastic. eye-opening. why, you may ask? I think it’s because i had spent much of my day getting desensitized to fat bodies. i actively sought out and perused thousands of pics of women in various outfits, women who look like me. And I think that toward the end of the day, I began to see ME in these women that I love.
Where does the diet part come in? it’s coming. I really don’t like the phrase “guilty pleasure.” I mean, sure, I watch some crap tv. But it doesn’t make me feel guilty. crap tv has its place. Same goes for “bad” foods. I have spent too many of my days feeling like shit after I chose to eat something. Not helpful and dare I say destructive. One of the things I do that others definitely classify as a guilty pleasure is buy all of those horrible tabloid weekly magazines and peruse shitty gossip websites on a daily basis. I used to buy those mags weekly but the last couple years I’ve held myself to only buying them when I fly.
Now comes the diet!
For the next few months, I am going to refrain from intentional consumption of shitty gossip magazines and gossip sites. They perpetuate all of the negative shit about body image that I hate. They are misogynistic, some are racist, and they tell me (and others like me) again and again that I don’t have the ideal body type and that I should feel ashamed of that. Sure, they don’t come out and SAY that (well, most don’t), but seeing pictures of very thin women coupled with mountains upon MOUNTAINS of body snarking certainly takes its toll.
So, here I go! If you’ve got any good blog suggestions (to take the place of the crap, you see), send ’em my way!
eh? I kind of love it. I don’t have the ovaries to wear it yet (it’s a necklace, if that’s not immediately apparent), but I think i may buy it and just stare at it until i do. It’s made by this artist/blogger from Australia who has this delightfully lovely blog in which she posts some of her work, her outfits, and just pretty things that make her smile. Her name is Natalie.
Discussion on reclaiming the word “fat” to come, but for now…jewelry!
i love the blog fatshionista. she (lesley) is rad as hell and her writing is simply beautiful, honest, and moving. she just wrote this post and it says so many things i would like to say but haven’t figured out exactly how to say them yet. inspiration, to be sure: