Approximately 80% of women are in the wrong bra size, and you’re most likely part of that percentage. Want to know your true bra size? Check out this video I did for Curvy Couture and Gwynnie Bee to learn how you can measure yourself at…
Ugh, not this again…I genuinely thought we had moved past this bullshit. Telling me that I can’t wear something because of my size, or shape, or age, or gender, or whatever, is only going to make me want to wear it more. So when Harper’s…
Just because I’m fat, doesn’t mean I don’t work out. That may be a shock to some of you. You might think that I got to my size because I sat on my ass and ate cheeseburgers and cake all day. As good as that sounds, that’s not how things work…
Repeat after me. Every body is a summer body. Every body is a swimsuit body. Every body is a bikini body. Still don’t believe me? Bodies are not seasonal. Your fall, winter, spring, summer body…is the same damn body. You don’t swap them out…
I know I’m fortunate to have the mother I do. My entire life, I could tell my mom always wanted me. She would have cut off a limb if it meant it would improve my happiness – thankfully there’s never been a need for that type of amputation. But…
Ever since the first time I went to Iceland, I’ve been searching for something even remotely similar to the Blue Lagoon. I’ve heard of a few infamous spas around NYC; like the one where that guy died, or the one where people are apparently…
I love me a good designer collaboration. The idea of getting something inspired by a high-end designer at a low-end price, without it designated a “knock-off,” just makes my fashionably frugal heart skip a beat. So when I learned that Gwynnie…
April 9th was like many other Sundays I’ve experienced before. A new Target collaboration dropped, and I trotted out to the nearest location to see what few pieces I’d be able to potentially squeeze my fuller figure into. But one huge thing…
I have shopped every Target designer collaboration since their first Go International collection dropped. That’s right; it was so long ago that it was called “Go International” – a term they haven’t used for more years than I care to admit. But…
The blizzard had subsided, but streets were still covered with snow. Not that pretty, powdery white that people in the country enjoy, but that sludgey, brownish-grey slush that city-dwellers get to deal with. Lucky us. So, of course, I had to…