Thursday, 27 April 2017

Junkie Status Scrapped: a Hual

I went home for some healing from lifes hardships recently and when I Got home, my parents had a little surprise waiting for me, gift cards. Its been  over 8 months since I've hit the shops for anything and I'm surprised at how reasonably I spent my chankooras. I actually knew what I wanted to buy. I had a list and stuck to it and everything. I think this is what they call adulting. I think I'm no longer a stuff junkie.Man, Its been a while! My current financial situation has made shopping for clothing impossible in the last 8 months, so has my weight gain. Do you know just how much i wanted to rock the rock band oversized t-shirt + net stockings look? My band of choice was going to be Metallica. This fashion drought is a crime and will go unforgiven. See what I did there?lol.

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Some more Pictures of people

To compensate for the blog post that was supposed to be about going home and giving you a non tourist perspective of what its like to be a Mpondo girl having grown up in Port St Johns in the Wild coast, I decided to post a few pictures I took of a Lovely lady who goes by @sunnishinecafe on instagram that had me nostalgic for the days and style of Aaliyah. Rest in peace baby girl.
Channeling Aaliyah is one of the tons of plussize outfit blog posts I have drafted, parked, and delayed because of a small I may have overlooked when purchasing my Nikon D3100, the camera doesn't come with a camerawoman.I really want to do these looks some justice you know*le sigh*.

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Tuesday, 4 April 2017

Fatness vs Fitness. The great contradiction.

*pictures to be updated soon*
 Discovering the world of body acceptance has been a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, I formed a relationship with it, albeit a rocky one complete with ups and downs. On the other hand, the great contradiction of accepting, possibly loving my fat body and working out, among other reasons always triggers deliberate self sabotage. I was made aware of the value people put on looks  when I received more than my fair share of  vilification for not being conventionally beautiful and being as big as I am at the same time so you can imagine why I would put my workout gear away anytime my body starts looking smaller and the sudden worthiness of respect creeps its ugly self into my perfect consistent world of insults, side eyes and bullying. As much as my frustration was valid when I was suddenly 'beautiful' when my size 38 body became a different kind of size 38 in 2012, I should have expected it. All this mean is I just need to learn how to navigate a new space . So you see my dilemma here? Mind fuckery.

"I think it's boring that each time fat people (especially those who have been vocal on accepting their fat) have to do these big ass disclaimers when talking about excercise."-Nomali.