I have spent the last few weeks vigorously avoiding the news, going out of my way to ignore speeches, press conferences and the violent attacks that have occurred all over the world. In part, I could not come to terms with the many unfortunate events that took place in 2016 and I needed a break. … Continue reading Why I March: The Women’s March on Washington – Toronto
I go to a lot of concerts... A LOT. What I've learned in the last 15 years of attending performances from my favourite musicians is that the people attending the concert can really make or break the experience. Sure, a talented act and good venue are important, but the vibe concert-goers bring to a show … Continue reading A Lesson in Concert Etiquette
Finding plus-sized clothing (I really hate the term plus-size...) that actually looks good and doesn't totally hide my shape has been a struggle for me. As a lover for fashion, I struggled when I was younger to match my personality and fashion sense to the clothes I actually wore. I hid in ill-fitting, too-big tops and … Continue reading Where I Shop for Plus-Size Fashion
In my latest post for Blonde, I share my own body acceptance and why I hate it when people tell me my outfit is “slimming.” I hope this helps to inspire other woman to see just how beautiful they are, weather they’ve got a bit of extra flab on their arms or not. My motto is: Wear what makes you happy, not what others will be happy to see you in.
For generations, women have based their wardrobes on the clothes that they have been told are flattering for their body type. We’ve worn black because it makes us look thin, we’ve worn A-line dresses because it’s the most flattering for our shape. We hide our arms because we don’t want people to see that extra flab. I used to be this kind of girl; the type that would love when someone would tell me that I looked like I had lost a few pounds, or that my my dress was slimming. I used to look at thin girls and envy them. Then, as I grew up I thought, “Fuck that shit.”
I made the choice that I no longer wanted to be self-conscious about my body, and I no longer wanted to ‘hide’ my flaws. I didn’t want to be the type of women that spent her life hiding under…
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I recently lost a very good friend of mine and shared my experience with Blonde Magazine.
I have never understood loss. Not really, anyway. Not until a month ago.
Last month, I lost a dear friend of mine. She was smart, beautiful, funny, caring, and good. She was good. She was simply good.
I’m still unsure of what caused her death, but I know what killed her. My friend, who I have known for most of my life, wasn’t able to nourish her body the way most of us can. She suffered from an illness that I will never truly understand. And it’s this illness that took her life.
The thing is, I hadn’t spoken to my friend in quite some time. I hadn’t seen her in even longer. I found it difficult to be around her because I wanted to shield her from her demons, force her into some form of treatment. But I couldn’t. There was nothing that I could do to help her…
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What better way to kick things off on my new blog than by celebrating International Women's Day? For me, Women's Day is about celebrating females of every shape, size and colour, and revelling in the fact that we can be whomever and whatever we want -- even when some try to tell us otherwise. To … Continue reading Happy International Women’s Day