Category: fat girl musings

Finally figuring out what looks good on me

Finally figuring out what looks good on me

Hey people, I wrote about The fine art of dressing to flatter your body type over at Babycenter’s Momformation today. A subject that is near and dear to my heart. Its kinda rough dressing this here bod. It always has…

The elusive pair of jeans

The elusive pair of jeans

I own nineteen pairs of jeans. I was not even aware of it but I was cleaning my closet recently and I started counting. I just assumed they were Michael’s jeans. But, nineteen? Wow. Cuz I swear I seem to…

The Pre-baby body vs. the Post-baby body

The Pre-baby body vs. the Post-baby body

  When I look at my body in the mirror, I see a woman with her children’s journey literally etched upon her skin. My mama always tells me that I ruined her good figure. My stomach was flat, my legs…

Letting it all hang out.

Letting it all hang out.

I went camping down in San Diego over Memorial weekend. I don’t mean camping like you’re accustomed to seeing in a Sears catalog, with mom and dad wearing fishing caps and Teva sandals while their blonde 2.5 children roast marshmallows…

I’ll call this one, “The great adundance of sagging breast tissue”

I’ll call this one, “The great adundance of sagging breast tissue”

I was recently at an event where there were only ladies present. As I sat there in the crowd, I did my most favorite thing to do, as long as I have a comfy seat and snacks. People watching. As…

She knows wassup.

She knows wassup.

Me and my baby girl. There are the physical similarities, to be sure. Everyone always says she is my mini-me. And that she is, that she is. I was reading the girls a book before they went to bed. It…

2010 and a few revelations…

2010 and a few revelations…

2009. It kinda sucked butt just like 2008. This being the first week in, I thought I’d reflect on several things. I won’t say I’ll resolve to do anything…at this point I’m just reflecting. I’ve realized that I have to…

To return or to tailor, that is the question?

To return or to tailor, that is the question?

I am a relentless shopper. Meaning I will search high and low for something once my mind is zeroed in on its prey. I will bargain shop, I will go to several different locations of the same store, I’ll have…

103…a fat kid story.

103…a fat kid story.

I vowed I would never have a fat kid in my house. Ever. Not because I am cruel. The main reason is I remember what it was like to grow up as the little fat girl. Always being bigger than…

Fat girl blogs put a smile on my face.

Fat girl blogs put a smile on my face.

Sometimes, when I’m feeling like a cow and I can’t bear the sight of my own double chin, when the sound of my thighs rubbing together is deafening…a good way to brighten up my mood is to read fat girl…