Plus Size Fashion
Too often I hear other people lusting after a printed piece, only to mournfully put it back on the rack because they cannot comprehend how they would style it. Although some savvy stylists would recommend they pair prints with solids for a…
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…
*Record scratch* *Freeze frame* Yup, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I got here. Well, 33 years ago, at 11:52am, I was yanked from my mother’s sliced-open uterus and brought crooked-fingered and stubby-lashed into the world. (Yes…
Way too often I hear women pining over a beautiful garment, only to leave it behind with a mournful “Where would I wear something this fancy?” I’m here to tell you — you don’t need an excuse to get dressed up and feel fancy schmancy! I mostly…
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…