F-A-T
A Fat Rant
Ishi linked this to me. It rocks my socks.
I'm a size 14/16. When I was a freshman/sophomore in college I was a size 10. I thought I was FAT back then because most of the sizes in stores were you know, 1s, 2s, 00, and I was going to weight watchers at the time and they were encouraging me to lose more. Hell no. I do get down on myself, but I've reached the point where I'm saying fuck it and not giving as much of a damn. Cause I never had T and A before, and now I do. I think I weight 208. That was the last I weighted when I was donating plasma last semester. But I generally don't weight myself. Because I don't care.
I walk to and from school every day. That's 15 minutes each way. I do Taebo when I have the leftover energy. I'm a vegetarian, I drink a lot of water, and I try to get in as much fruits and veggies as possible. I take vitamin supplements. Yeah, I eat too many sweets. But life is stressful, I have my crazy to contend with, and grad school is giving me grey hair. Maybe I'll shed the weight and be a size 10 again someday. If so, I'll probably plump back up to a 12 or 14. I'll cope.
It took me awhile to see myself as cute with the extra weight, which is ridiculous because I find girls of all sizes cute. But lo, skinny girls? Cute. Chubby girls? Cute. Supersquishy girls? Cuuute! The fashion industry is just lazy and untalented, if they can't use their skills to make a "plus size" model look good.
My shoes were falling apart. So... are they not making cute clunky boots anymore? Suck. But I got a pair blue Sketchers and a pair of Converse with pinstripes. There was another pair of Converse that had a dragon fighting a tiger one side and... a scantily clad woman on the other. I was really tempted to get a pair of those! But I did not, because I go for pinstripe every time.
Then I hauled my chubbly arse to Lane Bryant. Now, the problem with Lane Bryant is that I'm a 14/16 and most of their sizes bottom out at 18/20. So I'm fat, but not busty or boosty enough to really fit anything. If I had a booty or some serious breasts, I could manage to fit their smallest size. I guess that should make me feel good? Not really. Any other mall store goes up to a size 12. When I'm feeling ambitious, I'll just go to Ross because they have all kinds of fucking sizes. I try on the 18 in hopes of getting something that fits, but usually I fail. Sometimes I'm lucky. Today I found a 14/16 blouse I can wear to work and an 18/20 that was cut well enough that when I have my padded bra, it won't look like I'm drowning in it. I hope that other girls who go to Lane Bryant have less of a tent-y time because we all need pritty clothes.
When I was in the changing room being dismayed at my lack of booty, there was this poor woman with five (FIVE!) small children following her around while she was trying to change. Bless her heart o.O I tried to be nice to the sales folk today, btw, because I realize this is a holiday weekend. As I was trying on my blouses... sans pants because all on them were too big... I realized that one of the spawn was on the floor looking up through my dressing room door. O.O
Really. Who needs to see me like that? Other than maybe a hot girl of legal age?
But yeah, anyway. I needed the shoes for real. I was getting some more summery tops because almost all of my clothing is either old or long sleeved to cover crazy marks. I came out with some decent looking clothing, so I don't have to feel slumpy. I really should have more hot weather clothing in my wardrobe, living in OOOOklahoma and all. But I didn't find any shorts that I like. XPPPP
Crys might be making Peep rice crispie treats later. :D
Ishi linked this to me. It rocks my socks.
I'm a size 14/16. When I was a freshman/sophomore in college I was a size 10. I thought I was FAT back then because most of the sizes in stores were you know, 1s, 2s, 00, and I was going to weight watchers at the time and they were encouraging me to lose more. Hell no. I do get down on myself, but I've reached the point where I'm saying fuck it and not giving as much of a damn. Cause I never had T and A before, and now I do. I think I weight 208. That was the last I weighted when I was donating plasma last semester. But I generally don't weight myself. Because I don't care.
I walk to and from school every day. That's 15 minutes each way. I do Taebo when I have the leftover energy. I'm a vegetarian, I drink a lot of water, and I try to get in as much fruits and veggies as possible. I take vitamin supplements. Yeah, I eat too many sweets. But life is stressful, I have my crazy to contend with, and grad school is giving me grey hair. Maybe I'll shed the weight and be a size 10 again someday. If so, I'll probably plump back up to a 12 or 14. I'll cope.
It took me awhile to see myself as cute with the extra weight, which is ridiculous because I find girls of all sizes cute. But lo, skinny girls? Cute. Chubby girls? Cute. Supersquishy girls? Cuuute! The fashion industry is just lazy and untalented, if they can't use their skills to make a "plus size" model look good.
My shoes were falling apart. So... are they not making cute clunky boots anymore? Suck. But I got a pair blue Sketchers and a pair of Converse with pinstripes. There was another pair of Converse that had a dragon fighting a tiger one side and... a scantily clad woman on the other. I was really tempted to get a pair of those! But I did not, because I go for pinstripe every time.
Then I hauled my chubbly arse to Lane Bryant. Now, the problem with Lane Bryant is that I'm a 14/16 and most of their sizes bottom out at 18/20. So I'm fat, but not busty or boosty enough to really fit anything. If I had a booty or some serious breasts, I could manage to fit their smallest size. I guess that should make me feel good? Not really. Any other mall store goes up to a size 12. When I'm feeling ambitious, I'll just go to Ross because they have all kinds of fucking sizes. I try on the 18 in hopes of getting something that fits, but usually I fail. Sometimes I'm lucky. Today I found a 14/16 blouse I can wear to work and an 18/20 that was cut well enough that when I have my padded bra, it won't look like I'm drowning in it. I hope that other girls who go to Lane Bryant have less of a tent-y time because we all need pritty clothes.
When I was in the changing room being dismayed at my lack of booty, there was this poor woman with five (FIVE!) small children following her around while she was trying to change. Bless her heart o.O I tried to be nice to the sales folk today, btw, because I realize this is a holiday weekend. As I was trying on my blouses... sans pants because all on them were too big... I realized that one of the spawn was on the floor looking up through my dressing room door. O.O
Really. Who needs to see me like that? Other than maybe a hot girl of legal age?
But yeah, anyway. I needed the shoes for real. I was getting some more summery tops because almost all of my clothing is either old or long sleeved to cover crazy marks. I came out with some decent looking clothing, so I don't have to feel slumpy. I really should have more hot weather clothing in my wardrobe, living in OOOOklahoma and all. But I didn't find any shorts that I like. XPPPP
Crys might be making Peep rice crispie treats later. :D