You probably don't know, because so few places are doing it. But let's just imagine if they did for a moment.
Swing your arms, lengthen your stride, wear big hats. You have a right to take up physical, mental and emotional space as much as anyone else does.
What was worse than being insulted was that I felt I needed the approval of others to legitimize my own happiness.
falling down
I am the kind of woman who once got stuck in a dress she was trying on at a store and had to be cut out of it by the sales ladies.
I dug up four of my most unflattering non-selfie pics from the last few months. And I'm sharing them with you.
When you are abused, your self worth depends entirely on the approval of your abuser. In the absence of any sort of approval from my mother, I turned to men.

Sep 3, 2013 at 3:00pm | 94 comments

The concentrated messaging the instant you walked through the door was that fat women could also be stylish and sexy, dammit, and if you didn't believe in the possibility of that, you were in the wrong store.
From 2002 and on, I basically never stepped foot on a beach and, if I did, I was always fully clothed.
Am I giving myself permission to be terrible, just by virtue of the fact that I'm admitting it?
body image
I offer the following proposal: maybe we should just stop trying to be hot.
Know what I used to do for a lot of the day? Google people I was jealous of and hate myself. And then: repeat.
I spend a TON of time (and a healthy chunk of cash, I've realized) maintaining the face I’ve chosen to present to the world.

Feb 26, 2013 at 9:00am | 286 comments

blah blah feelings blah
I know, I know, I shouldn't depend on the validation of others to determine my self-worth. But sometimes I want to be the prettiest, damn it!
Being forced to take pictures of myself constantly started to breed more self-confidence, and looking at those pictures, I stopped seeing the things I used to see that I hated.
arm workouts
I've always felt a little self-conscious about my naturally muscular arms and shoulders. Instead of waiting for them to atrophy, I've decided to make 'em look awesome.
body image
Unlike men, women aren’t socially allowed to choose facial hair as an aesthetic choice and as part of their personal expression.
Something about dragging my feet around malls for hours while other people look at clothes makes me want to try to swallow a metal hanger. I can't be the only one who feels like this!
PLAN B: I'm going to invent a cocktail and call it "ASPIRATIONAL DESPAIR" and get reeeeaaallly drunk on it.
say something nice on the internet day
On this inaugural "Say Something Nice On The Internet Day," I feel like it's most important to treat myself right.
body politics
Sometimes, seeing an unflattering photograph of yourself can hit you like a punch. We’ve all had this experience, when our comfortable self-image is shattered by a photograph that looks nothing like what we expect. You can get over it.