I like bodies. I think bodies are marvelous. I love their curious creases and billowing bellies. I adore their freckles, their moles, their rad wrinkles. I worship their lovely lumps and hefty humps. I revel in their sacredness. I am so fucking committed to loving the shit out of myself. I’ve been to the … [Read more…]
No more crossing your legs because you don’t want to take up space. Spread em’ wide and get comfortable in your body. Stand tall and proud. Claim the right to let your ass jiggle and your thighs wiggle!
I have the right to take up space. I have the right to spread out and make myself visible. And at 5′-8″ and 230 pounds, you’d think it would be easy. But it’s not. Women have been taught to make themselves small and invisible in a myriad of ways. These are just some of the … [Read more…]