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“Orange Is The New Black” actress Danielle Brooks, who plays Taystee on the show, is proud of her curvy body and wants you to know it—and celebrate yours. On Monday, Brooks posted a photo of her in a Monif C. Plus Sizes black and pink bikini as part of People Style Watch’s #LoveYourShape campaign, encouraging users to share photos of themselves with that same hashtag, which they’ve done with style.

Brooks’ #noshame image is a welcome antidote to the many body-shaming messages out there

me: rose quartz is fat


me: she’s confirmed XXL and her arms are really clearly fat


me: she has a roll when she bends over

fatphobes: *panicked screaming*

me: there is 0% chance she doesn’t have cellulite

fatphobes: *flesh melts off their faces like in raiders of the lost arc*


You needn’t concern yourself with the size of Serena’s butt. Don’t bother losing sleep over the musculature of her legs. After 21 Grand Slams, she’s going to be just fine. And the woman accurately described as looking like a pretty “Disney princess” after winning her sixth Wimbledon championship has had more than enough concern trolling over her body by now.

The 33 year-old superstar easily qualifies as one of the greatest athletes of all time, living or dead, male or female. As the Guardian aptly put it “We’re lucky to be living in her time.” And yet along with the narrative of her awe-inspiring achievements, Williams has, since she exploded on the scene in the late nineties, been the subject of relentless scrutiny for her powerful-looking body.

Williams has dealt with body-shaming her entire career


Watch: “Flying While Fat” is the short documentary on YouTube you NEED to watch showing what plus size people go through when they travel by air

If the plane doesn’t physically accommodate your body type, flying can turn from an uncomfortable experience into a humiliating one. That’s why London-based artist Stacy Bias made the new documentary Flying While Fat: to get to the heart of just how pervasive people’s fat phobia on planes is.

Gifs: Stacy Bias



in addition to this being an outfit post, I wanted to talk about something a little more personal today, too.  this is to the people who are new to body positivity or who are just struggling right now.  for those who look at others and think they’ll never get to where that person is.  I’m here to tell you that even the most positive, confident people still have bad body days.  which isn’t at all to say our bodies ARE bad, but just because we have learned to question how we look at ourselves - it doesn’t mean we also don’t fall into old familiar patterns of doubt and insecurities.

today I wanted to dress a bit more androgynous.  I figured a cute feminine button down with suspenders and high waisted shorts would do the trick.  I got ready, felt like a total babe when leaving the house, and then came taking the ootd pictures.  I always check the first few that foxy takes to check the lighting and when I did this time, I found myself instinctively cringing.  

what was I focusing so hard on?  my legs.  you see - despite being in the body positive/fat posi world for many years now..I still rarely see legs like mine.  my limbs are obviously very large.  so large that I’ve even had people ask if I have lymphedema.  nope - just fat, like they’ve always been.  as I’ve gained weight they’ve just gotten would be expected.  my legs are not smooth, they are lumpy and have rolls all their own.  like I said, I don’t see legs like mine a lot despite spending a fair amount of time looking at fat babes.  a lot of fat people seem to have slimmer calves/ankles which is definitely not the case for me.  trying to fit into thigh high socks or ankle boots is laughable, really.  so I haven’t gotten a lot of representation for my legs and I feel a tad guilty saying that when I first saw them today via picture - I didn’t feel so confident anymore.

I’m mostly just telling this so you can know that the ‘popular’ body posi people still have days like these.  days where we feel totally confident leaving the house and catch a glimpse of ourselves in different lighting or angles and that confidence dissipates.  you know what though? despite the insecurities and feeling a bit more bare than I was comfortable with, I still went into the bookstore and had a good time.  I still let myself exist openly because no matter what my legs, or myself, look like..I still deserve to take up space like anyone else.  despite not feeling 100% confident with them, I know that my legs and my body in general are not offensive for existing.  my body is not offensive.

I’m posting these photos and this story because it scares me a little bit to do so.  I know these pictures are more likely to be targeted and posted on fat hate boards, but you know what..I’m not ashamed of how I look in them or for existing as I am.  nobody’s bodies are shameful - and that includes mine and it includes yours.  so just know even when you’re feeling those unsettling feelings about your body, that it’s okay and you’re okay.  despite it being hard - we’re all okay.

and now - ootd details :p
top ~ modcloth (4x)
shorts ~ newlook (US 26)
suspenders ~ ebay
shoes ~ journeys


Uh, calling someone fatphobic is rude. We just wanted to make our friend feel better by telling her that her ex gained a bunch of weight. You shouldn’t be saying we’re body-shaming, fatphobes that’s fucking rude of you.
—  Senior Counseling Major

anonymous asked:

You always seem to be wearing those green cargo pants. It's because you gained so much weight over the years, you can no longer fit into your older pants. Those green cargo pants are one the few pairs of pants your fat ass can still fit into.


If our positive body image posters are going to have fat chicks on them–then they better be hot. Look for a flat stomach and a cute face–I don’t want to search through a stack of ugly women trying to find the golden goose.
—  Senior Photography Major
“Stick person,” “Skinny bitch,” “Giraffe”: Stop bullying me for being thin
By Anna Oudra

“You look like a stick person,” a girl said to me tonight “What do you eat?” I stared at her, hoping she might take back the question or apologize. She stared back at me, and said only, “Seriously though.”

I’d hoped this would have stopped by now.

I am a skinny woman. I know this, because people, mostly women, tell me so every day. They say it with disdain. They say it with anger. Sometimes they say it in the form of a question: “Do you even eat?” Or by expressing concern: “You should eat something!”

Almost always, they say it in a way that expresses judgment. “Giraffe,” I’ve heard, also: “stick person,” “skinny bitch.” These people walk up to me out of nowhere. The sight of me moves them to tell me what they think. I catch groups of disapproving women staring me down and whispering to one another. One of them might make a comment to me on the way to the bathroom, emboldened by cocktails. A man once complimented my very beautiful friend, then turned to me and said, “You’re skinny but you’re not that pretty.”

I support women of all sizes, but the notion that “real women have curves” has made my life hell
I wasted decades feeling fat and ugly
By Erica Manfred

I was a fat kid, a fat teen, a fat adult, and have been “fat shamed” ever since I can remember. When I was a kid they just called it “teasing.” But there is one moment that stands out as the most humiliating of my life. I was getting on a scale at the doctor’s office when I was 10. He looked at me with disapproval bordering on contempt, then, turning to my mother, said, “She’s fat. And unhealthy. Put her on a diet,” and handed my mother a list of the usual 1,000-calorie-a-day bland mini-meals she was supposed to feed me. He didn’t say exactly what kind of health problem my weight was causing. Considering that I was very athletic, a great swimmer, ice skater and tree climber, it was unlikely that my weight was affecting me at all health-wise, at least at that time, but this was the beginning of a lifetime of dire warnings about the dread fate I was doomed to suffer because of my weight. At the top of the list was dying young. Ironically, at that time, I wasn’t even fat. I’ve seen pictures of myself at that age and at most I could be called pleasantly plump.

All my life people have told me to lose weight or else. At 74, I’m fat, healthy and done apologizing

To everyone who talks shit about Serena Williams by trying to say that she looks like a man, what the fuck. She has hella muscle because she’s a world class athlete. She literally needs those muscles to do her job, and she’s worked so hard to have them. But, more to the point, why does having rad as hell muscles make you think she’s masculine looking? Have you seen that woman in a dress? Curves for days. But that shouldn’t be the conversation. She shouldn’t have to have her femininity validated with pictures of herself looking “feminine”, because what about the female athletes that don’t have her curves? Why does that matter? Any woman with that much muscle mass should be admired, whether or not they have boobs and a booty to go with it. Serena Williams looks amazing in a dress, but thats not why she’s amazing. 

tl;dr - People are so afraid of strong women, even physically strong women, that they will use that individuals power to try to insult them and its complete bullshit. 

Having my photo used by Project Harpoon was a pretty terrible experience but I learned a lot from it especially how we can be better to each other when something shitty like this happens. So I wrote about how to be an ally to plus size people when they’re fat shamed because I really just couldn’t be told one more time to “get over it.” You can read it here

Eric Hites’ story is a lot more complicated than his weight, or most of the news stories about him, would lead you to believe. An NBC News story was titled “600-Pound Man Bikes Coast-to-Coast to Save Marriage, Lose Weight.” People went with, “’Fat Guy’ Plans to Bike More Than 3,000 Miles to Get His Wife Back.” The New York Daily News wrote of Hites, “As his weight ballooned, his marriage was crumbling to pieces,” and quotes him saying, “I was just failing as a human being,” without any context about how, exactly, he was failing. The implication is that his weight is enough to let us know he was a failure—but the real story behind the issues in his marriage prove he had deeper issues. As he put it in a recent blog post (one that, I should note, was posted after the first flurry of media reports, in response to reader criticism of his wife), “I was not left because I was fat, it was because I was a jerk and lazy.”

A story about a man on an extreme fitness journey reveals much about our screwed-up morality around weight

I don’t see what the problem is here, apart from you whining. I’d force my girlfriend onto a diet if she put on weight as well.
—  Final-year microbiology student, after hearing that my then-boyfriend had slapped food out of my hands, denied me going shopping for food without him, and emptied my cupboards of everything I’d brought. Submitted by the-crazy-geek