Body Confidence

Tagged / #PlusSize

The internet is a funny place. Known for it’s vast resources, it’s also home to the insane world of social media and the notorious “hashtag.” The hashtag has redefined how you want to be viewed, classified, and sorted on social media sites like Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr (to name a few). Today, I was on Instagram and I clicked on #plussize. One that’s probably been around since the beginning of plus size hashtagging (in my opinion). We can go back and forth (forever) about the term and whether you like it, use it, associate with it, disagree with it, hate it, love it, and/or embrace it. I don’t have time for that today.

Are We Ready for Change in the Plus Size Fashion Industry?

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If there’s one thing that bugs me the most about the plus size fashion industry, it’s the lack of true representation when it comes to body shape and size diversity. Not every plus size woman has a flat stomach, is hour glass shaped, or is 5’9 or taller. I’m 5’6, a size 16/18, and I carry most of my weight in my stomach. I’ve discussed this before on this blog or probably ranted about it on Twitter. It’s annoying and frustrating to say the least. And I’m not the only one who feels this way.

Would You Buy Dove’s Beauty Patch?

I came across an old photo the other day at my dad’s house. I’m about 18 or 19-years-old and probably weigh a good 120 pounds. I specifically remember this photo, where it was taken, and how I felt about my body at the time. Of course, I thought I was fat. When I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes went immediately to my acne scars, round tummy, and ugly legs. I hated so many things about myself. I wish I could go back and tell my young self how beautiful I was. My perception of beauty was definitely screwed up. 

Be Yourself. Be Confident. Be Brave.

Last night, I was laying in bed and I couldn’t sleep (again). I grabbed my phone and started messing around on Twitter. As I scrolled through the tweets, a phrase popped in my head. “Be yourself. Be confident. Be brave.” I tweeted it out, closed my eyes, and fell asleep. It was like I just had to get it out. This morning I wake up, and I realize how vital this phrase is in my life right now.

My Stretch Marks Tell a Story

Have you ever heard the saying that the wrinkles or the lines on your face tell a story? Whether around your eyes, on your forehead, or on the corners of your smile they’ll be there as we age. Could it be from smiling? Frowning? Worrying? Celebrating? Will you remember what was happening in your life during those moments? I look back and view my stretch marks in the same way. As a pre-teen, I noticed my first stretch mark. It laid on the lower part of my back and I couldn’t stop looking at it.  My mom said it was…

National Eating Disorders Awareness Week

Hey my loves! I’m back from my conference and I can’t wait to share this with you. This week is National Eating Disorders Awareness Week (NEDA). You know I can’t stress how important positive body image and self-acceptance is. I found out today, that 24 million Americans are affected by eating disorders. This includes Anorexia, Bulimia, and Binge Eating Disorder. This breaks my heart. During this week, I’m participating in spreading awareness. As part of this, you’ll see me tweet some startling facts, like today.

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