Exposed (adjective) not protected or covered
1. open to view
Before starting this blog I knew that posting pictures of myself would leave me exposed to the entire world wide web. Some that follow my blog are people who share my passion for self expression through personal style and fashion and to all of you lovely people I say “Hey, boo!’ But there is the minority group of creepers and haters. The creepers think I started this blog to satisfy their weird and umm creepy BBW fetishes while the haters, who may strongly declare that they don’t follow or read my blog or whatever — they are continually ever present with each new post with a fat snarky comment. But I guess they serve their purpose and do what they do best… and hate. But just an FYI to anyone who cares that is reading this… I didn’t start this blog to cater to either behavior– the creeping and the hating. So to the creepers — I’m not a big bottomed, promiscuous over sexed object that is seeking the attention of chubby chasers. Oh and the haters– I’m also very well aware of what my body looks like. So when comments spew out after I post a picture on the blog or on any of my social media platforms of an outfit baring my arms and legs (but let’s face it I can be completely covered up) … someone out there types on their keyboard F-A-T while carrying on that I shouldn’t wear such a thing and blah blah blah. That noise is just an unnecessary silent echo of the obvious and the obvious is that I am fat. There’s no hiding that. I see this fat body every day! I shower it, moisturize and clothe it — and through that daily process I am fully aware that I am indeed fat. So thanks for repeating what I’ve already said … I’m fat and I will continue to be fat and wear whatever tickles my fat fancy.
Musings of a Curvy Lady is about the sharing, motivating, fashion slaying, advocating, celebrating and loving the body you have — however shaped it is — right now! And not waiting for someone else to say it’s okay for a fat girl to bare her legs. And that’s another thing … the word fat. Some people do not like to use the word because of the negative connotation that non-fat people and society have given it. I once over heard girls in a dressing room say that they rather be anorexic or bulimic than fat. Really?! So it’s no wonder that so many avoid the use of the word fat completely. Fat people are supposed to be ashamed and made to feel awkward if they God forbid have any self esteem. But do I look ashamed? No. And I definitely don’t look disgusting –shoot I’m fly! So I honestly don’t mind using the word. I am fat. Fat. Fat. Fat. I’m also– this may be surprising to some — healthy. I am curvy. I am a lady. That is my truth. It just so happens that I am confident in this fat body. Shocking?! Get over it. No one owns the idea of confidence. Confidence is not designated only to celebrities, fitness instructors that look like Jillian Michaels, green juice drinking fanatics or “the pretty people.” It is free to everyone. It’s up to you as an individual to tap into it and get what’s yours. It’s for the chubby girl baring belly jelly in a crop top without fear. It’s for the thin kid that strikes poses in his bedroom mirror. It’s for the fat kid who decides not to wear the white t shirt to go swimming. It belongs to any one who decides that they are deserving of it. So bare what you have: thin and fat arms and fatter legs if that makes you happy! Don’t sweat it because everyone and their momma’s momma is going to have an opinion and they’re entitled … even the creepers and the haters.
Shoes (in black) /Necklace (similar)/Dress (worn as a skirt, similar) ::: Deb (c/o)
Clutch ::: Charming Charlie (old)
Lip Color ::: Urban Decay in Anarchy