As every fat girl knows, once she blows a diet, it’s all over. We’re either clinging to the edge of that cliff hanging on to our calorie counts, cleanses, exercise plans, and meal-replacing milkshakes by our fingernails for dear life or free-falling off the edge of a food cliff. Diets can’t hold me, they can’t… Continue reading Your Mercies are New Every Morning
Fat girls wear black. It’s slimming. Also, it helps us blend into the shadows. The better to hide from you, my dears. Well, today I wore white. This gorgeous dress is from Maurice’s (my all time favorite clothing store) and has a very fun high-low play to it. Although it’s ankle length, it’s sheer to… Continue reading Rebellious Summer 5: Rocking White
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.