Don’t Tell Me My Dress is Slimming

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.

Blonde Mag

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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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