Forever Fall

I hope you guys are loving Fatshion February as much as I am!

For those that don’t know let me fill you in: I live in Texas. I hate it. And one of the major reasons I hate it (that isn’t politics or culture related) it THE GODDAMN LACK OF SEASONS! I mean look at me, I’m in shorts on February 8th:

Hat: Target, Blouse: ModCloth 3X, Shorts: rue21 size 22, Shoes: Seychelles 9W

Don’t get it twisted, this look gave me life today (because after 2 nights of shit sleep something needed to), I felt adorable rocking all my VBO but ugh I have so many cute cozy looks that I’m dying to wear.

I’m sure if I had lived my whole life in a place where it’s always cold I’d be singing a different song at the thermometer reading 85 degrees but after 27 years I’m over it. I think that’s why despite it being February I went for something that has a Fall vibe, you know, rebelling against the blasphemous weather while not dying of heatstroke.

Beyond my angst about the weather, this look feels really empowering to me. There was a time not so long ago that I wouldn’t be caught dead with VBO, every top had to cover my belly outline and if it didn’t I hated it. Now, I will happily admit there are still times I struggle with showing off my VBO, and that is ok, you’re not going to feel… brazen (see what I did there =P) all the time. But, I encourage you to embrace it when you do feel it, don’t run from your boldness just dive into it and roll around in it, trust me people will notice how empowered you look/feel and you may just inspire them too.

Now for some fun outtakes because I’m an actual ham 95% of the time:

Love you guys,


I Put A ‘Hex’ On You

Fatshion February continues!

When I was a teen my aesthetic was unquestionably “Poor Kid Goth.” Add to that the fat element and I had to make some… creative choices. Now that the world of plus size fashion has expanded I’m able to flex those mosh pit honed muscles once again and create looks I never dreamed I could back then.

Hat: Target, Tunic: City Chic, Bralett: Torrid, Shorts: Rue21, Boots: Doc Marten’s

It also lets me flex my silver tongue a bit because while the world of plus size fashion has grown the minds of men haven’t.

In my formative years it wasn’t my dress size that drew ire (I’m maybe a size larger than I was then), it was my fashion choices, and I have to report that in the 10+ years since I walked the halls of my high school as an angsty sophomore jackasses still think it’s a good idea to comment on my looks.

Today when I was leaving class a rather fratty looking boy (I’m 27 so most of the males I encounter on my university’s campus are boys to me) quipped, “Ooooo, are you gonna hex me?”

Admittedly I was proud he used the term ‘hex’ since it’s so much more creative than ‘curse’ but that only gets you so far. I looked him in the eye and said, “I wasn’t planning on it but I’m sure I can pencil you in,” stared a moment longer, and sauntered off. Cowards never know what to do when you aren’t flustered by them.

Moving on from dumbfounded boys.

Since I didn’t make a post for the weekend I thought I’d give you a recap:

Saturday I grabbed a couple of glasses of wine with some of my favorite people in the world and rocked a whole different side of me that my best friend (and regular photographer) has coined “Spinster Chic.” My lady best featured here also got all dolled up. HOW GORGEOUS IS SHE I MEAN REALLY STAHP!

Blouse: Goodwill, Skirt: ModCloth, Shoes: Seychelles 

I also channeled some of my political rage into some hard femme embroidery pieces:


No Sunday look because I honestly spent all day in my ratty pj shirt and embroidered and made Sunday Sauce so… yeah.

Love you all!



No Thanks…

We are keeping the Fatshion February train rolling! And today it’s all about one of the best pieces of clothing I own.

The ever sought after “No Thanks” sweatshirt from Forever21 Plus:

Forever21 Plus Sweatshirt 3X, Torrid Jeggings 22, Self Esteem Flats 9W

I think I first saw Margot Meanie rocking this baby sometime last year and I immediately needed it in my life; of course, it was sold out. Then many months later they finally restocked it and I didn’t think twice about adding it to my wardrobe.

Every single time I wear this a woman tells me she loves it. I think there’s something about a piece of clothing that nicely tells people to fuck off that women are just naturally drawn to.

And this being Fatshion February let’s take a moment to appreciate these fat rolls! I’d say a majority of the photos I have of myself are either selfies or I’m standing and part of this whole body love journey is loving yourself from every perspective. I remember hating how I looked in the random photo that would pop up of me sitting down because of those rolls but now I love photos like this because, hey, fuck it this is what I look like when I’m sitting. Mind you this took some time, learning to love your body for what it is instead of hating it for what it isn’t is a long journey, but when you get over those big hurdles it feels amazing.

And for funsies here are some outtakes because I’m kind of ridiculous (thank god my photographer human likes me):

Love you!



It’s quite possibly one of my favorite times of the year, Fatshion February!

Many Americans, myself included, are feeling incredibly overwhelmed due to our current administration. When things are so bleak it’s really important to remember the things that bring you joy and for me one of those things is fashion.

Admittedly, when I feel overwhelmed, as I have these past few weeks, it can be hard to do something as seemingly frivolous as getting dressed up. I always end up thinking, “There is SO much more to worry about than what I’m wearing…” and I end up looking like a bedraggled swamp monster. Mind you, there is nothing wrong with looking like a bedraggled swamp monster, in fact, I often enjoy nothing more than a full-fledged swamp monster weekend, but when I’m in that mode simply because I feel like I’m drowning I hate it. I think this is why I’m incredibly pumped for Fatshion February this year. Don’t get me wrong, it’s always fun to participate in FF (save for the inevitable trolls but eh fuck ’em) but this year I feel like I need the push, the inspiration, the reason, to get me to do this important bit of my self-care routine.

Anyhoo, to the fun fatshion part!

rue21 Swing Dress 3X, Doc Marten’s, Sock Dreams thigh highs

You’re going to hear this a lot throughout this month and throughout the life of this blog I’m sure: I LOVE RUE21! Their plus size selection is fun, cheap, and comfortable and for me, that’s what I need in my life. I snagged this killer little (and by little I def mean short, I’m 5’5″ and a gentle breeze threatens to give folks a show)  swing dress from them recently for like $12 online and I would live in it if I could. First off HOLY SOFTNESS BATMAN! It feels like the softest most amazing thing you’ve ever worn and then some but it’s not too heavy, which considering I live in Texas is great. This is also one of those personal victory pieces for me. Being incredibly pear-shaped I’ve always struggled feeling comfortable in something that doesn’t have a defined waist so YAY to telling traditional rules for what’s flattering to jump off a cliff.

I also have to give Sock Dreams a shoutout, these socks are technically thigh highs but they come up to my knee and with my fat legs, that’s a feat. I have had them for a while so I honestly don’t remember what kind they are but Sock Dreams is worth checking out if you haven’t already.

I can’t wait to see everyone’s looks this month and beyond!



(Com)passionate Protest

Tearing down the establishment by building up each other.


On Friday, myself and millions of Americans watched the unthinkable happen. In 2017, a man was inaugurated into our highest office who is a blatant racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, narcissist; a man who is not qualified in the least to be the head of our nation, a man who gets in more twitter fights than the average 13-year-old. Beyond that, our House and Senate are being run by a party that doesn’t believe in global warming, a woman’s right to choose, that people should have affordable/accessible healthcare, and on and on and on.

Shit seems bleak to say the least.

We have a long and arduous road ahead of us. And what is on my mind, and I know it’s on the minds of many others, is what do we do now? What is our course of action? How do we fight back?

Of course, there’s protesting, showing the world the sheer mass of people who refuse to be silent in the wake of this insanity. If you have the means (spoons, money, transport, physical ability, etc.), please, do that. Please hit the streets and make them see us, and I commend the MILLIONS of people who did just that on Saturday.

But for some of us, that’s not really a viable option. I have seen so many lament that they felt like bad activists, feminists, what-have-you because they couldn’t march on Saturday. Let’s just clear that up right now: You are not less of an activist, you do not care less about what’s happening in our country, you are not a failure because you couldn’t attend a march.

Personally, I had to work that day, and though being among so many amazing people raising my voice would have been incredible, paying my rent must take priority, and I know a ton of people were in that boat as well, and that’s ok. For some, their anxiety doesn’t allow them to be in such mass crowds of people, and that is ok because your mental health should always take priority. And something HUGE that we don’t always think about when issues like this are discussed is that some just don’t have the mobility to navigate things like protests, no matter how accessible they try to make them. There are of course many other reasons people who wanted to attend couldn’t and why people will not be able to attend such events in the future.

The thing is, protesting is not all we’ve got going for us. There are many other things we can do on a micro level that will push back against this Trumpster Fire that is about to sweep the nation.

Make Your Representative’s Lives Hell

I mean it. Call them daily – hell if you have time, call them multiple times. If you’re like me and you work from home call (there will likely be a wait), put that shit on speaker and continue working, cleaning, dancing, petting your cat, whatever. Leave voicemails, leave 100. Email them constantly. Snail mail them letters. And do this often. Let them know if they vote against the interest of the people that we will fire them – let them know we are paying attention. You could even get together with friends and make calling them a group event!

You can find out how to contact your reps here:

Get Involved Locally

I know this is easier said than done. I don’t often have the spoons to go to a bunch of local events and you may be just like me. But if you do have the gumption, go to town hall meetings, sit in on your city council if you can, meet with the people who run your city and let THEM know that people are watching. If you’re good at things like this, and have the time, form community groups that keep local lawmakers accountable. Put together lists of lawyers in your area who will work with LGBTQ+ folks, lawyers who are willing to advise people free of charge, maybe even organize a community event with a few lawyers where people can ask questions and get to know the system better.

Use Your Resources

There’s a huge chance that if you’re reading this, you’re in the same boat as me: You don’t have money. Sure, you maybe have enough for rent and the occasional Saturday night out but you’re not in the position to bankroll anyone anytime soon. But that doesn’t mean you’re without resources. Do you have a car? Do you know other people who also have cars? Form a local ride share for folks who need to get to your nearest Planned Parenthood (or other sort of care facility), because things are about to get rough healthcare-wise. Are you perhaps a social worker? Maybe you know of some underutilized resources in your area that could be better promoted. Do you have some free time? Offer to watch a friend’s kids while they go to the doctor or even just the grocery store. Or use that time to campaign for a politician you believe in (when the time comes for that). Do you speak another language? Offer to translate for people in your community. Have some extra clothing? Donate to a women’s shelter. Do you know a trade (hairstylist, mechanic, etc.)? Offer your services for free or at a discount to someone in need, or organize with others to form a group that can offer services (taking the stress of that off one person).

Learn A Skill

Maybe you have a little extra time (I know, I know) and you’ve been wanting to learn a new skill? Well, now is the time to do it. Maybe you want to become a Doula – folks with uteruses will be needing the extra help and that’s a valuable skill set to have. Learn first aid, how to sew, gardening, basic mechanic skills, carpentry skills, and on and on. Those may seem like little things but they can be valuable to you and your community.

Take Care of One Another

This one seems so trivial, so tiny. But when we are facing an administration that doesn’t value many of us as human beings, this is ridiculously important. We live in a society where so many of us are overworked, underpaid, and are just exhausted. On top of that, asking for help has become incredibly taboo – the American way is to pull yourself up by the bootstraps without having others lend you a helping hand. I say fuck that. We, as a nation, seem to have forgotten that community means caring for one another and having compassion means loving people no matter the reason they are struggling. We need to dismantle the idea that needing help is weakness. We need to dismantle the idea that needing a support system makes us leaches. We need to destroy these ideas because they are fueling so much of the legislation that is trying to be passed right now. We need a new American Way and that starts with us all being better neighbors.

Have weekly potlucks with your friends, or if you can, just feed your friends once a week, maybe trade weeks with people so that one meal a week is covered. Open you home to people when they just need a place to breathe, cry, scream. Have a damn cocktail party, have coffee and dessert, have tea ( all areSO much less work than dinner) and trade ideas with your friends, have conversations, ask them how they are. Use this time to organize yourselves. Then take these little things to your community if you can. Organize a community potluck where people can gather and discuss things and network. Pair up with local businesses to have nights where the community is encouraged to gather and talk about improvements that can be made, where people can make themselves available to help others. And speaking of local businesses: SUPPORT THEM. They are often great places and you’d be surprised the resources you may be able to find there.

Obviously, there are literally thousands of other ways to make the world around us better – I haven’t even scratched the surface and I’d love for you to tell me ways you have found to strengthen your community. But the one thing I hope you take away from this is that we all can make a difference – we can all fight back – and we should.

In the spirit of this post, the AMAZING artist Tara O’Brien provided the illustration. Please check her out through one (or all) of the links below, you won’t regret it!
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Not The Post I Planned


When I finally decided to use this blog I did not plan on my first post being this. I thought my first post would be something fun and frivolous, likely focused on fatshion or perhaps even a recipe. Instead, I’m starting this adventure by telling you, dear reader, that I’m not ok.

(If you didn’t have this play in your head after that we can’t be friends.)

Yeah, this is possibly the shittiest introduction to a blog in the history of the internet, but I feel that visibility is incredibly important, and part of being committed to visibility is being seen when you’re not at your best. We live in an age of curated self-image, and I don’t necessarily think that’s a bad thing all the time, but it also makes it so easy to forget that being human is a messy business. So, in the name of being visible, I’m starting this party off with being my true messy, swamp monster of a human self.

There are so many factors that add up to my general “not ok-ness” at the moment, some of them are things I’ve brought upon myself and some of them are completely and utterly out of my control. Overall though my “not ok-ness” is caused by being completely frustrated. Look, patience is not a virtue I possess, I’m a true Aries and I thrive when I’m barreling forward at a pace that I like (generally I like that pace to be breakneck get shit done now fast), and my current situation demands fucking patience. I’m drudging my way through college for a degree I’m not even entirely sure I want anymore, at a school I don’t like, surrounded by people who possess privilege I never will who are mostly a solid 4-5 years my junior, the student loan debt is building, my give-a-shit is waning, and my country is being run by a bunch of selfish fuck-wits led by a Cheeto wearing a toupee. I daily have a moment of, “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS HAPPENING?!” And I know I am not alone in this. Hell, you may even be reading this going, “Oh. My. God. It’s me.”

Regardless of the reasons and the causes of them the most important thing I’m having to remind myself of (and the thing I want you to remember) is that it’s ok to not be ok. Things are crap right now, even if things are good for you personally the world is struggling in a way we haven’t seen in a long while. And you know what? We shouldn’t be ok. The things that are happening here, and elsewhere, aren’t ok and our aknowledgement of how it effects us helps keep these things from becoming normal. It’s not normal for an entire generation to be drowning in student loan debt, it’s not normal for a government to not care that their citizens are going to die from lack of healthcare, it’s not normal for us to have a President who’s a sex offender, and on and on.

I know if you’re living this student loan ridden working-poor life like I am you’re probably watching this horror show and feeling entirely helpless. You can’t afford (literally) to run off to protest, you don’t have the money to donate to a bunch of causes, and maybe you live in a red state that seems unchanging. But change isn’t always headline making. We can make things better for our communities in small ways; cook dinner for your friends, start support groups, or maybe start a book club and read something subsersive, tell people you’re not ok and be fiercely vulnerable, create safe spaces for people to express themselves because we are going to need them going forward. When it’s as apparent as it is now that no one else is looking out for us we have to look out for one another.

So this is me telling you it’s ok to not be ok. It’s ok to be a swamp monster mess because swamp monsters can also be majestic sea witches. And you can reach out to me if you need someone to talk to.

You are fucking beautiful and I love you!