However this one from Shameless Mag gives me a bit of a happy, and I found it via Ms. Dangerous Lilly.
I want to quote this bit:
BECAUSE being a hot fat girl is a lot of work and is undervalued or unrecognized.
Now I would like to add that not only is being a hot fat girl a lot of work, undervalued and unrecognized but, in and of itself loving your fat body or hell loving your body at all is a subversive act.
I touched on this way back here but I want to go further and not get distracted.
I fully believe that human beings, in whatever form you are, are pressured and chained to hating yourself. You're supposed to hate your body, hate your socioeconomic status, hate your car, hate your lack of a car, hate something about yourself. We're supposed to feel these burning hatreds, feel like we are not right or good as we are and seek to change those things.
Even when those things are not necessarily things that need changing.
Everywhere we look, thinner thighs, bigger cocks, less hair, more hair, no grey hair, etc etc.
Why is it that being content with oneself is (in America at least) such a seemingly terrible thing to do? Self help gurus, fitness gurus, and other people who pretty much just want your money will be the first to tell you that you're not okay, you're not awesome you're just deluding yourself.
It's almost a religion, this push to become something other than yourself and I call fucking bullshit.
If you strip away these things and you take a minute, and you do in fact think of yourself as yanno kinda awesome, run with it.
I think it would do humanity at large a great service to be encouraged to find those wonders in themselves. In each other. Without the idea that one must change this or that, that one must not be happy with ones body.
I do not believe that shame is a healthy thing to put forth if you're not doing anything wrong.
And damn skippy it's easy to get shamed when you're not what the mainstream considers beautiful or doing whatever properly.
Think about how many people don't get just angry but enraged that fat people are not having the bullshit.
Think about some of the more persistant folks who get so angry when someone fat does, well anything.
All those people who bitch about fat people at the gym, or fat people at the store.
Or people get so irrationally angry when they spot someone they deem as Not really disabled using a disabled parking placard or something to assist them in getting around.
Why? How is this type of attitude at all conducive to having a good life? And I'm not talking about the people these sort of people get angry about, I'm talking about the people themselves.
While I may not like what someone says, I don't want them to suffer. To tell you the truth it just makes me sad.
All this said, half of this was sparked by a remark in a facebook conversation awhile back, someone I know kinda peripherally sent me a message telling me that they think fat activism is awesome but she doesn't think she could ever really contribute.
To that I say, just learning to love yourself and treat yourself with respect and dignity is contributing.
Walking around just the way you are with your head up high and feeling like, no knowing that you are an awesome creature is a damn fine step.
And to my eyes a damn fine manner of subversion and yes, activism.
I'm not saying you have to have perfect self esteem all the time because I don't think that's possible.
If you do want to take it a step further, blog about it. Blog about your ups and downs. I think blogging is a really powerful medium to share what you have to say. And don't tell me nobody is interested, I thought for years no one wanted to hear my random ass yammering in the form of a blog but hey look here you are.
With that my darlings I think I'm done for the day. I'm plotting some fatshion review type things. Tomorrow I review some tights I bought on Ebay and that are lovely colors but the fit is wacked.
I also have some more online thrifting advice and thrifty (as in Winter shopping for broke asses) advice and my own tribulations with it to share.
Now, homies and haters. You have homework. Tell me one thing about yourself that you think is the mother fucking bomb.
Anything you want.
(OH PS...I keep forgetting to take outfit photos, I have some newer cute outfits that I really want to share don't let me forget.)