By the time I was 13, I was 5’10” and 200 pounds. As a teenager in the 90’s in Hawaii, there was only one reliable source for plus-sized clothing: the Sears Women’s Department. Which meant most of the clothes I had to choose from were tie-dyed, be-sequined, elastic waisted, or stirrup-ed. Clothes your fat grandmother would wear… Continue reading You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby
For those of you who don’t know, VBO stands for visible belly outline, and it’s a huge no-no for a fat girl. We religiously wear shirts that completely cover our bellies just avoid that scandal of the world realizing our bellies exist and are, in fact, quite rounded. The funny thing is that I felt… Continue reading Rebellious Summer 4: VBO
My loved ones do not call me fat. They avoid the subject and my gaze. #BoPo #BodyImage #FatShaming #TakeFatBack
Got a gorgeous new crochet skirt from Maurice’s. This was my first attempt at building an outfit around it. I’m calling this look “the sexy librarian.”
Men look at what they like and men. like. boobs.
Now, I know what you’re thinking, “Kate, this is not groundbreaking news. We all know that men. like. boobs.” Yeah, granted, this might be common knowledge. But how about the first part of that statement: men look at what they like.
I eased into the rebellious summer last week with boldly printed pants. That was easy. That was safe. So this week I challenged myself. Pairing a tank with an above-the-knee length skirt was, quite frankly, petrifying. My arms have long been a source of embarrassment for me. I’ve had bingo wings since I was young… Continue reading Rebellious Summer 2: Arms Out, Legs Out
I first heard about Pinterest 4 or 5 years ago. A tutoring client of mine was a crafter and she was hooked. She showed me the site, raving, one day after a tutoring session. Shoot, I’m crafy, I thought. So I gave it a try and started an account. After thirty minutes or so of… Continue reading Fat Girl, Dress Pretty