Archive For The “Lesley” Category
EDIT: The podcast is up! You can listen to it on the web here (click the “Listen to this show” button at the top of the page), or get it via iTunes here. While I’m waiting for the podcast of my radio debut (warning: some of those comments will cost you mightily in Sanity Watchers […]
Have you visited the Museum of Fat Love lately? I’m slowly catching up on submissions, and would always love to see more. Send me your story and picture to join the ranks of the happily fat-coupled. In other, equally exciting news, this morning I had a fabulous time participating in a roundtable discussion on fat […]
Ever wonder what your intrepid Fatshionista blogger sounds like? Tomorrow’s your chance to find out. Feel the performance anxiety as I resist my natural inclination to talk too much and too fast! Thrill as I try not to lisp! Yours truly will be joining national treasure Kate Dailey and an as-yet-unknown Medical Representative Kenneth Thorpe, […]
For the past several days I’ve been thinking about the possible criticisms of my prior post on the Ugandan wedding-dress organization. Actually, that’s not true. The truth is that my husband and I had to have one of our two aging cats put down on Friday night, completely unexpectedly, and so the past few days […]
(I wore this to go applepicking, hence the hiking boots.) Print sundress from Avenue; brown cardi from Jessica London; green-and-black plaid scarf from Marshalls; leggings from Avenue; beloved hiking boots by Columbia Sportswear. More after the jump. Yellow dot dress is by Calvin Klein (by way of Ross); black tie-neck sweater is from Torrid, two […]
Image source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sarah_mccans/ / CC BY 2.0 Earlier this week, over on Jezebel, there was a post and a series of comments that left me pretty conflicted. Okay, that’s an understatement. The truth is, it pissed me off. The post begins with a discussion about a piece on the Today show about “Trash the Dress”, […]
As I’ve gotten older (and here I use “older” cautiously since I’m only in my thirties), one of the more unexpectedly pleasant aspects has been my growing invisibility to younger people. I’ve been fat my entire life, and as a result there hasn’t been a time when seeing a cluster of young men (or, for […]
I apologize for my extended silence. Last week I developed a bog-standard head cold, which is a masterpiece of irony considering the rate at which I’ve been going through hand sanitizer in vigilant preparation for the Great Bacon Plague.* I do have a few substantial posts in the pipeline, but I thought this was important […]
This should have gone up on Friday, but I was out of town for a long weekend, so better late than never. Black dress is pre-pink Torrid (I think it’s the only pre-pink item I have left; it used to have red tulle that poked out of the bottom but I cut that shit off); […]
What I had originally devised as a small and sweet antidote to the More to Love poison that’s been coursing through my veins for the past two months has turned into a fairly substantial project. There are a great many happy fat people in relationships out there who want to tell their stories, and thus […]
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