Watching the proliferation of larger women in ads, posts and articles over the last several years has been like watching a really bad reality TV show. I should know being a bad reality TV show aficionado. I live in two schools of thought around the supposed movement toward size acceptance in our society: ‘wow, I… Read More Making It All Ok
“Hubba hubba”- I promise you, this is what a drunken man said to me recently just off Venice Boulevard as I walked home from the post office. I didn’t even know people still said things like that outside of Happy Days reruns. Do I think he’s saying things like that *only* to me? No. Do… Read More Age Before Beauty
Well, here it is. At least, the biggest “reveal” thus far. I’ve been overweight my entire life and lost weight before, but all of this is different. For the last year and a half, I have been working toward a different outcome. This time, I feel differently. This time, it feels like, “I” am different.… Read More Revealing
Things I Can (easily) Do – Now: Slide between cars or in/out of some small space (much more 2D as opposed to 3D now) Fit in an airplane seat without a seat belt extender – and be able to actually fold the table down to use/eat on Walk 2-3 miles without even thinking about how… Read More Can and Can’t Do
Dedicated to All My Loves My life has been nothing short of interesting. Really, from the beginning. Of course, I didn’t know that from the beginning, especially when I was solely focused on surviving what I thought was a tormented youth (I had it so good). My mom’s family, in particular, provided so many of… Read More Seeing Rainbows
I am amazingly imperfect: My thumbs are miniature I have a vampire tooth (just one) My face is crooked My body is crooked (right side = larger) I have my dad’s temper I am obese (still) by society’s standards There are disturbing, crazy hairs (whiskers) that only appear on one side of my face (tweezers =… Read More Perfection
I always find myself gazing at my closest friends adoringly. I know, I probably sound completely nuts, but I am woman enough to admit that the feeling is pure, unadulterated adoration. It happened tonight while visiting with one of my oldest friends over dinner (who also happens to live in California). It happened at my… Read More Adoration
This article about plastic surgery in Brazil surfaced on my Facebook feed (I ❤ NPR): http://apps.npr.org/lookatthis/posts/plastic/?utm_source=facebook.com&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=npr&utm_term=nprnews&utm_content=2036 Reading it, I felt immediately enraged. Being from Miami, no one has to tell me the price women (and even girls) are willing to pay to “perfect” themselves. Miami is a plastic surgery Mecca. Years ago, a student of… Read More The Price of Plastic
