foolish mistakes, but whatever, they are all mine.
I am all the wrong things - fat ,middle aged, bisexual, disabled, loud and I won't go away. My hobby is seeing how many years I can add to my collection before I die.
Posting will be random but may contain fat acceptance, wool, and cats, lagomorphs and corvids in no particular order. Posting may also be sporadic as I have ME/CFS and a bunch of other stuff that makes me tired and some times crabby.
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Dear Gemma, I am failing to see the dilemma. If your legs are cold, wear the tights, if they aren’t, then don’t. In my experience, no one has actually died from seeing me walking around in public with leg hair visible. This includes at the swimming pool.
Words cannot describe how much I loathed buying all these new clothes in larger sizes, mostly work clothes. I really dislike shopping for work clothes, so feeling like I was being forced to buy new suits and blouses just made me furious (though with no one to really blame).
Fat acceptance/body positive/self-love blogs on the other hand, are amazing. I hadn’t been going out of my way to focus on blogs that idolise ‘skinny’ women, but unfortunately that’s such a default in the media that I have to actively seek out larger body types in order to even out what I’m exposed to. It’s a lovely reality check though.
Sociological Images has fun pointing and laughing at product marketing; as they say “to sell items to men through repackaging and renaming, drawing on ridiculous stereotypes of masculinity to assure men that they can use these products without becoming girly.”