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I made a new outfit! It’s a lightweight batik cotton. The top zips in the back but the skirt is another wrap skirt so I can wear it higher or lower as I’m feeling that day (or hour). I really hate putting in zippers because I’m not that good at it, but that means I get no practice putting in zippers and don’t get any better. This zipper turned out okay. Hopefully no one looks at it too hard. And I’ll do it better next time!

WHEN YOUR THERAPIST ASKS HOW YOU LEARNED TO HATE YOURSELF

blame the sixth grade and your sagging bib of a double chin. blame the plus-size section of Limited Too. blame the bleachers; the plus-size section of gym class. blame the forbidden two piece swimsuits reserved for dandelion girls, thin as stems. blame your classmates with names like Natalie or Ashley or Casimere for ogling at your hot air balloon cheeks, laughing like paper cuts. blame the first time you strutted downstairs in lip gloss and a short dress in seventh grade, the day your parents choked on their dark roasts and marched you back to your room for becoming too much

of the daughter you thought they wanted.

blame GL magazine for the articles you memorized like bible verses of everything you should change about yourself. blame your lucky brother and his paddle-like hands. blame the hours you spent watching your sister in front of the mirror, learning how to edit yourself. blame the christmas you unwrapped a makeup palette and saw a tool kit. blame the dead bouquet of cool, older girls you envied in the bathroom, copying and pasting perfection onto their faces. blame yourself for keeping pretty like a promise. blame everyone else who called you pretty like a contract. blame the boys who called you beautiful, then asked if you were sick the one day you found enough courage to leave the house mascara-less. blame the winky-faces a man like a hound texted you for your breasts. blame your father for wanting to give you the same world he is hiding you from. blame the year you were the only cigarette in a carton of addicts. blame your mother

for not knowing how to love a burning girl.

blame the dress codes, the pinched asses, the snapped bra straps, the yanked ponytails. blame the lessons you learned without trying. blame every television screen and number one hit and off-hand comment that made you believe you were disposable. blame the splinters of womanhood lodged into your side. blame this play you never tried out for, this script you don’t remember memorizing but somehow still know every line.
—  WHEN YOUR THERAPIST ASKS HOW YOU LEARNED TO HATE YOURSELF, by Blythe Baird

anonymous asked:

Do you know if there's any plus size nymphet items for the winter? I live in the Midwest so wearing the usual stuff isn't advised in 10 below degree weather.

Jackets

Sweaters

Sweatshirts

Tops

Dresses

Cardigans

Bottoms

Coat

Socks & Tights

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Top/Macy’s Women’s Apparel/12.29$/Up to 3X
Skirt/Macy’s
Women’s Apparel/23.99$/Up to 3X
Necklace/Bealls Outlet/3.99$
/Plus a Piece of string

anonymous asked:

Hey! What is the difference between fatkini and bikini?

A few sizes! Really, a fatkini is just a cutesy term for a plus size two piece. It was coined by a fat person and is used collectively by fat people. Some people think it means a high wasted bikini, but nahhhh that’s just assuming that plus size folks will always want to and should cover as much as possible. And I’m not down for that.