|Frilly dress and curls circa 1978|
Some who have known me my whole life would probably never describe me as someone that was ever overwhelmed or intimidated and that is often how I felt and still feel inside. My experience growing up in a fat body allowed me to only see two choices; one was hiding away and never being seen or heard the other was to step into my own skin. This would often mean "faking until I felt it" and displaying a brave face when other people were mean and hurtful. This meant laughing at myself first as to beat others to the punch. Big smiles, confident, out going; lonely, lost, sad.
I am glad I no longer reside in those places as often. That's not to say that I don't get tripped up on my own stuff on occasion. It's easy to do, regardless of your size. Now a days, I have been trying to investigate and stay curious when I start walking down that road. I try to find spaces where I can be ok, just how I am in my pretty frock or sweatpants, reminding myself that this is a journey, not a destination.
This was a dress that I bough over a a year ago to wear to a wedding, however the in one of those moments decided that I couldn't wear it. A year later I pulled it out and got lots of positive feedback and felt pretty sexy in it!
|Dress:Lane Bryant, Belt: Torrid|
Shoes: Crocs Tattoos: Roll Hardy
This is a new addition to my collection. I bought it two months ago for a wedding and was so excited to gt to wear it. It looks like lace and is in fact a wonderfully comfy heavy rayon/poly/spandex blend. It is incredibly comfy and both hangs and twirls nicely. Can't wait for cooler weather to partner it with a jean jacket, leggings and boots!
|Dress: Torrid Sandals: Aravon|