I have learned a lot since high school.
A lot.
Not only in a classroom, but from society.
A lot.
Not only in a classroom, but from society.
People are really, really nasty.
People can be so cruel, and people don't care.
People don't look at you for the person you are inside.
Instead, they stare viciously at your skin, your clothes, your hair, and instantaneously make a judgement. They don't care if your heart and bones are made of pure gold.
People can be so cruel, and people don't care.
People don't look at you for the person you are inside.
Instead, they stare viciously at your skin, your clothes, your hair, and instantaneously make a judgement. They don't care if your heart and bones are made of pure gold.
I use to let it bother me.
I'm a plus sized girl.
I use to be mocked, bullied, and tortured about my body and clothes in junior high and high school. If I could go back and hold my hand through the nights that I cried about what people said about me in the hall that day, I wouldn't let go. I'd tell myself it would be okay because in reality, words are just that, words.
I'm a plus sized girl.
I use to be mocked, bullied, and tortured about my body and clothes in junior high and high school. If I could go back and hold my hand through the nights that I cried about what people said about me in the hall that day, I wouldn't let go. I'd tell myself it would be okay because in reality, words are just that, words.
I study fashion.
It's a sick industry based off appearance.
But, it's a beautiful world to be a part of. A world that I choose to submerge myself into daily. It's not all anorexic models and plastic, though.
It's a sick industry based off appearance.
But, it's a beautiful world to be a part of. A world that I choose to submerge myself into daily. It's not all anorexic models and plastic, though.
Look deeper.
Two weeks ago I got the opportunity in my public speaking class to give a tribute speech to one person, who has given me hope. Someone who has given me a different outlook on my own personal body image.
Her name is Tess Munster.
She is an absolutely beautiful, strong woman, who is dedicated to breaking the mold and ideas of what a perfect woman should look like.
I envy her.
I look up to her.
She is incredible.
Tess strongly posted on Instagram tonight, with the caption "Apparently some smooth talking guy dubbed this week #fatshamingweek" and I thought it was about time to bust out my new crop top that says "it's about what I really want", because it is. I want to wear what I want, do what I want, and look how I want regardless of what others might say- & I do. So to all of you keyboard warriors: Pick on someone your own size. You wouldn't know what to do with all of this even if you WANTED."
Think about this...
Think about this...
If we were all stripped down to our bones, we all look exactly the same. Who are you to judge someone else based on their appearance? Who are you to tell someone they are not good enough because of their weight?
#Effyourbeautystandards
Goodnight lovelies,
-K.
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