Oh, dear God, I know. You're just trying to help. Clearly, the obesity police have taken the day off and now the world is safer because you've reminded the fat woman that obesity is bad her her health. I mean, it's totally likely she had forgotten, what with the ease of carrying around a few hundred pounds.Read More
Our purpose finds us on every possible path, at every conceivable twist and turn. It waits for us as we saunter, it races ahead when we sprint.
And when we stumble on it, as we tend to do, we must collect only enough courage to step into the ring, using whatever beautifull body brought us to the moment in the first place.
And if the world has determined that the space where our purpose lies is to small for us....
Well then I think we should go ahead and shatter them.Read More
But for people in fat bodies, the beach is a battlefield, marked by the wounded warriors who looked square in the eyes of belonging and thought, "Fuck it. I'm going to do it anyway. I'm going to ignore the stares, the whispers, the giggling, the pointing. I'm going to strip off my clothes, baring my body to the world and dare to exist here. I'm going to play with my kids and run into the water and lose myself in the waves. I'm going to be even when I don't belong.Read More
That little girl was following the formula, trained to observe bodies and talk about them. And she didn't know that fat deviated from the formula. And who can blame her really? Not this fat woman. Not even one little bit.Read More
I am familiar with the terror that can sink its claws into the soft ground of our flabby thighs or our doughy tummies. I realize that it is scary to consider what someone might see if they really do see all of us.Read More
Your amazement is the product of cultural conditioning that has led you to believe that fat bodies are less capable than thin bodies. Deeper than that even is the belief that it is a good, kind thing to praise the fat body when it shows any sign of physical prowess. After all, a fat body that breaks from the "lazy and undisciplined" stereotype imposed on it should be encouraged to keep going. If it is not encouraged, then how could it ever be expected to produce the coveted outcome of thinness?Read More
I have a thin friend. Well, technically, I have more than one, but only one of them is in this story. This friend had asked me to lunch and prefaced our meeting by telling me that she really wanted to talk about The Project. This friend is petite and stunning in all of the classically beautiful ways that women have been deemed stunning for most of modern history. She is representative of the kind of woman who I thought would be the last person in the world to find The Beautifull Project appealing.Read More
"Leave your pain here. Now go out and do your magnificent things." This was an invitation uttered by Judge Rosemarie Aquilina to the survivors in that courtroom. This is also my invitation to you. Because the beautiful things belong to you. You were most certainly made for the magnificent.Read More
Or as it turns out, a virtuous girl who wasn't quite virtuous enough because she forgot to get rid of that fat on her thighs, leaving her only with enough virtue to be deemed "pretty good". And in my world, pretty good is never good enough.Read More
A story about amphetamines. And the world I want to leave for my daughter. And a culture that turns every pound into a moral imperative.Read More
I broke up with the scale. And wrote a letter to say good bye to a life that required me to shrink.