Plus Size Fashion
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…
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…
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…
If I ever write a memoir, I think I’ll call it “Just Put It On: How I Came To Love My Body Through Fashion”… When I was younger, I’d go shopping with my mom. As a size 24/26, she could barely find places to clothe her whatsoever, so she lived…
So as an honorary New Yorker, I wear a lot of black. It’s the unofficial uniform of choice, always chic, and easy to style. There’s something to be said about effortless dressing, but I’m more of a fan of a challenge. So when I was invited to…
When I think of summer style, my mind wanders to sundresses, swimsuits, sandals, and…pajamas? Well, it does now. Now that I have this chic set from Eloquii, I may be seeking out similar sets to add to my wardrobe rotation. So in truth, these…
Growing up in New Jersey, it was basically expected that you would spend your summer “down the shore.” Whether every weekend, or even just one, you’d pull on your swimsuit, pack up the car, and sit in a few hours of traffic on your way to one…
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…