Plus Size Fashion
There are wolves in the forest, they said. Watch out for them, they said, as often wolves are hidden in plain sight, buried deep inside people, lurking, waiting. I know, I said. For I am the wolf. I clearly take Halloween very seriously. None…
I’ve been involved in the fashion industry for almost 10 years. When I began, I was frequently the biggest person in the room, almost never seeing another person my size in the seats at a show, let alone on the runway. Plus models at NYFW were…
When I was four, my mom signed me up to take ballet lessons. I was an awkward jumble of stubby limbs and energy, more interested in my floaty tutu than actually learning the moves. I loved the contrast of the pale pink against my black dance…
The first swimsuit I ever put on and actually felt confident in was Gabi Fresh’s first galaxy-print fatkini. It was the first swimsuit I willingly took photos in. The first swimsuit I appeared on national TV in (twice). I had hid my body under…
Last year I collaborated with photographer Kristiina Wilson and her studio, You Do You, on “What Is Sample Size.” I had hoped to challenge the fashion industry to open their minds on what their “sample size” was, to allow greater body diversity…
One of the most frequent comments I see on Instagram is “Body Goals.” It might be posted on someone’s bikini or lingerie photo; a shot where stomachs are cinched, busts are big, and every curve is cellulite-free. The shared collective of people…
I was a skinny kid, until suddenly I wasn’t. I hit puberty hard, with C cup breasts, a period by sixth grade, and a hulking 5’6″ frame that never grew another inch vertically, but seemed to constantly grow horizontally. Taller than all the…
When you’re building a house, a stable foundation is essential – without a strong base the entire thing will crumble. The same is true when building a bra wardrobe. The wrong bra — or the wrong size — will send your entire look crashing down…
There are so many “don’ts” when it comes to dressing while fat. Don’t wear bright colors. Don’t wear stripes. Don’t wear loud prints. And definitely, definitely, don’t ever wear white. Fuck that antiquated nonsense. There’s only one fashion…
For a very long time, I believed I didn’t have a bikini body. I believed I didn’t have a swimsuit body. I believed I didn’t have a summer body. Clearly I don’t believe any of that anymore. Now when summer rolls around and it’s finally hot out…