Inspiration – Clothes
One thing that always keeps me inspired. Clothes. Pinterest is the ultimate enabler. When I lose enough weight to wear clothes from Modcloth, I will never have money again, and I know this.
Posts tagged ‘fashion’
Dec 11
Jul 13
Battling with Image
I have ranted before about becoming healthy and not skinny. While this is of course a struggle for me, (and unfortunately for a LOT of other girls too) I try and fill my internet time with positive messages about women and the way women should perceive themselves. I think it is really important that we start understanding all the wonderful things our bodies provide for US. I emphasize “us” because let’s be real, that’s really what’s most important. What isn’t important is what society wants us to be or to look like. I have said it before, and I will say it again. We are ALL beautiful regardless of our size. It’s society that makes us feel bad for not looking a certain way.
With that said, it is also very important to be healthy. You do not need get diabetes at 25 years old or die of a heart attack at 50. We need to live of course, and we need to live life to it’s fullest! If we are sick, it’s difficult to do that. But I digress.
Where this is all going… I was looking at a feminist blog today (heck yes!) and stumbled upon this RADIATING woman who has a fashion blog. Seeing all these photos of her inspired me to a) dress way cuter than I currently do and b) realize that big is also beautiful and being curvy is NOT a fashion death sentence. A point I seem to forget a lot.
(photos from nadia aboulhosn’s blog here)
I may or may not get to my original 130 lb days that I was in high school. If I do, cool, that’s the size I feel the most comfortable in and I don’t think there is anything wrong with that. However, I need to stop this self-hate I have all the time. Despite my more negative inner-dialogue, I am NOT ugly. I am beautiful even at 200+ pounds. I feel like it’s my duty now to keep pushing this mind set viral. So many girls I know are just so cruel to themselves and destructive because they aren’t the cookie cutter that society tells them they need to look like (not that that “cookie cutter” look is bad, more power to girls that look like that) and this needs to stop (and trust me, if I am telling you this… someone that has gained 100 pounds AND is from Southern California, it is sound advice and I have DEFINITELY been in your shoes before).
Live your life. Be happy. You are so beautiful and have so much good to offer this world but you won’t be able to until you feel good about yourself.
Start a revolution. Stop hating your body ;)
5 Day Weekend
Alright. I know, I know. I have been pretty MIA for the last week or so, and for that I apologize. This seems to be somewhat of a habit lately, huh? Again… oops! Sorry.
Let me explain. I have just had 5 wonderful days away from work. My job decided to be AWESOME and gave us 4th of July off AND the Thursday and Friday after that off too. ALSO the time between Christmas and New Years as well. Man, gotta love it here. However, I have been SLACKING off big time these last few days. I have been alluding to it in my last couple posts, and I am not proud. This morning though, I am back on track (so far) with my melon and banana breakfast medley.
So, because I am completely narcissistic, let’s talk about my weekend!!
(Caution, this is the LONGEST blog post on the planet. Seriously, it’s obnoxious)
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Jun 26
To Be a Bridesmaid
Ok, first of all, I LOVE being a bridesmaid for both selfish and non-selfish reasons. The selfish reason is I sometimes like being a “one-upper” (you know, someone who feels like they need to one-up you. For example, when someone says, “Oh, I caught a 5 lb fish” someone like me will have to add, “Ya, and I caught an 8 lb fish, so there.”) and when I’m at weddings I play this terrible game in my head where I rate how well I know the bride, because for whatever reason, it makes me feel cooler. Being a bridesmaid like automatically just shoots me into the winning category (in my brain), so I feel GOLD STAR level cool.
The non-selfish reason, is when someone asks me to be in their wedding party, it’s of course someone that means a heck of a lot to me. I am definitely so excited that they are getting married to someone awesome, and I love that I am being included in that super special time. I also turn into the, “So, do you need me to design you some invites?!” monster when I am added into a wedding party, because I like to help….
Anyways, all of this is alluding to the fact that I will be in one of my friends wedding party in December. She is wonderful and awesome and so is that cool dude she is marrying. However, back to being selfish, this also gives me a goal. To look awesome at her wedding.
Chara is awesome (that’s the bride) and is letting us choose our own dresses as long as they are grey (and not shiny, just grey).
And now every time we hang out, I’m like, “Oh man! Hitting that gym so I can look hot at your wedding!”
So, there isn’t much more to that story except that I get to pick a grey dress, and I have a goal (which I think both of those things make it a fitting topic to post about).
Aren’t those dresses cute!? How will I ever choose? Good thing I have until December.
Jun 8
Aloha!
Well, for those that may or may not know my boyfriend, Jeff, convincing him to travel is nearly impossible. He is just NOT into it. Well, let me be more clear. He loves to travel. He does not love spending money on traveling. He is convinced that it is a poor financial decision. So, it is nothing short of a miracle any time I can convince him to take a vacation.
With all that said, I did what might be the big kahuna of vacation convincing. I have talked him into Hawaii! I KNOW, RIGHT?! I squeeled, and then promptly peed my pants. Just kidding, I didn’t, that’s inappropriate. So, next…. year? We will be flying across that big beautiful ocean and drinking daquiris on the sandy white beaches of Oahu.
So, this leaves me with a new goal. To look smoking hot in a swim suit. Or, at least to feel confident in a swimsuit. I am thinking something like this:
One, two, three, four. Tell me that you love me more ;)
Time to hit that gym. Hawaii, you had better watch out!
