Feminism demands a future free of fat shaming, body obsession and the male gaze.
Imagine We Had Grown up Seeing ‘Real’ Bodies like These
This year's Sports Illustrated swimwear showcase in Miami was the brand's most inclusive yet. Stunning models of different ages, body types, and backgrounds walked the runway in bright and colorful swimsuits.
Her Strength is Built in Baths.
“When surrounded by the cares of the world, she bathes; she washes the worries and works away.” The art of bathing has been around for a very long time. We could follow it back to nomadic tribes who would submerge themselves in natural hot springs to bring healing and peace to their bodies. Somehow, it beckoned them to soak in its elements and even call truce in a survival of the fittest culture where only the strong survived. Sometimes, only these places offered peace, unity and healing amongst enemies and war. The art of bathing has always been a place where even the most barbaric can harness peace and let the worries of this world vanish for a moment, so I choose to glean from history and partake in this art as much as I can.
Struggles of a New Mom
In the Beginning At first pregnancy hit me like a ton of bricks. This new information caused feelings and emotions to crash over me like a tidal wave. All the sudden I was going to be a mom. I was nervous, scared, excited, happy and feeling guilty all at once.
How 'Shark Week' Saved My Life
Trigger Warning: Content references surgical procedures and illnesses that some readers may find disturbing. Dramatization based on a true story.
Exploring the Wreck
“I came here to explore the wreck. The words are purposes. The words are maps. I came to see the damage that was done and the treasures that prevail.“
My Perfect Cheerleader Classmate Stopped Coming to Class After She Got Pregnant
My perfect cheerleader classmate stopped coming to class after she got pregnant, and I forgot she existed until I saw her at graduation.
I Don't Have Nipple Hair, but I Know Who Does
Personal information spreads like this. When I was a young newlywed, I found a slip of paper with a name and phone number scrawled on it in my husband's jewelry box.
To the Stretch Marks on My Breasts
I have a confession to make. My breasts remind me of watermelons. No, they aren't as heavy or as large as watermelons, well, maybe those mini watermelons that are roughly the size of a cantaloupe. My breasts remind me of watermelons because their stretch marks are reminiscent of the light green striations against the darker green color of a watermelon rind.
Please Don't Bond With Me Over My Cellulite
My new coworker went to her son's Little League game, and she wanted to tell me all about it. I listened patiently. Neither children nor baseball are among my interests, but I wanted to be polite.
Don't Hide Under Blankets
Trigger Warning - Sexual Assault When you’re hurting, you’re usually hurting a lot of people around you. I sure as hell did that, and I’m sorry.
I Am Fat
But more than that, I want to stop hating my body. Fat is an ugly word, isn’t it? Let’s not use that word. But I’m stuck right? I’m talking about a very sensitive issue and I’m doing it in a public forum and all I have is words at my disposal. I want to tell you that society hurts me when they consider me fat. That it hurts that family members and friends have called me that to my face and I’m sure behind my back.
Body shaming hurts ten times worse when it's YOU who is doing the shaming! I'm being transparent and sharing a personal journey of mine while bringing new meaning to the phrase "love the skin you're in!" I took the picture you see last month and it was an unexpected moment of breakthrough for me! See, I typically would only take pics from the chest up or just a simple selfie. I had not felt confident about taking full body pictures of myself since high school, which was many years ago. I was out with friends wearing the dress you see in the picture. It was new and I felt like showing it off a little so I decided to wear it not knowing that day would be a life changing moment to remember! Everything was fine until one of my friends asked me to take a picture in my new dress. I immediately shook my head and told him I didn't want any full body pics and he didn't understand why I was feeling the way I did. He and the rest of my friends kept telling me how beautiful I looked in my dress and how I should really have a picture taken.