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curveappeal:

24 yrs, 5 feet, 150 lbs, dress size 10 

Two hours before this photo was taken, I was standing in the shower crying my eyes out wishing my mother were alive to tell me how beautiful I was. Instead my fiancé was nervously standing outside the shower stall reassuring me that I was not a disgusting blob of a human being who did not deserve his love. I felt such self-loathing because six months after purchasing my dress, it would not zip up all the way. 

I could go on about how as I child I was taunted on a regular basis about my weight and how it has negatively affected my self-image, but the sad fact is I am still being taunted to this day. Only now it’s the endless bridal magazines that only feature women who are 50 pounds lighter and a foot taller than me. It’s the middle-aged women at my work that are constantly giving me weight loss tips without having asked for them. It’s my personal trainer reminding me that they can take my dress in two sizes when I have made it clear my ultimate goal is health, not weight loss. It’s my grandma who was adamant that I should not get a wedding dress one size up to be more comfortable because six months is a long time to lose 10 pounds. 

WELL GUESS WHAT SOCIETY! I HAVE CURVES AND THEY ARE DAMN SEXY. Why is it that on the happiest day of my life I should be a starving skeleton like version of myself? I want to be round and soft so I can embrace my family and friends with an abundance of my being. Why are women expected to look like coat racks and give their wedding dresses all the attention? I am wearing my wedding dress it is not wearing me.  

I just really want to know, who decided that becoming a bride means giving permission to be scrutinized by society? Being a bride, does not give you permission to talk about my weight. There is this revolutionary concept that all women are allowed to love the bodies they have and not be expected to change them to meet your narrow definition of beauty.

pinkvelourtracksuit:

when i see black folks dragging baby blue ivy about her hair and why it’s ‘not done’ or ‘not combed’ all i see is ‘I HATE MYSELF. I HATE MY BLACKNESS.’ 

Cuz she’s a baby. And it’s just hair. Let her be. Her hair is hers and just cuz it’s not slicked down or braided up tight does not mean her momma doesn’t love her! I bet Blue Ivy will love herself and her hair more than those people commenting…

us-the-teens:

sarawildish:

glampora:

leanonstephen:

cat-pictures-blog:

The face your kitten makes after you rescue him from an alley downtown.

#I HAVE WAy MORE FEELINGS ABOUT THIS CAT THAN I DO THE TITANIC OR THE NOTEBOOK OR THAT BS

I’m gonna cry now

cuz his face

it’s like ‘thank you i was so scared’

i just

; ^ ;

he has CAT TEARS.

BEST PICTURE ON TUMBLR EVER

He’s so scared and grateful!! #1 reason why my cats stay in the house

chubbylittlewitch:

jerilinn:

Fat Tax is a real thing at Old Navy

Exhibit A:

In the top photo this top retails for $24.94 and goes up to Size XXL (according to the Old Navy size chart XXL = a size 20)

In the bottom photo, the same top in the “Plus Size” section is  $39.94 sizes 1X-4X

Please don’t tell me how the extra $15 is covering the extra fabric need to make the bigger sizes when the XXL is the same size as the 2X. 

this is some bullshit! fucking old navy…

In addition, their fat girl section is only online and typically contains moo mood and other shapeless frocks meant to conceal our unappealing bodies from the masses. Thanks for the support Gap Inc!

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