Fat is just a size, that’s it. It doesn’t mean you’re lazy. It doesn’t mean you’re ugly. It’s just a size. You can be happy. You can think your hair is cute. You can like that shirt you’re wearing. You can cosplay. You can write. You can be artistic. You can be anything, ANYTHING you want to be. Don’t let these unnamed people ever, EVER convince you otherwise.

We need to stop thinking so lowly of ourselves because of appearance. We need to stop listening to what society is trying to tell us, because society doesn’t know what the fuck it wants. “Too fat.” “Too thin.” “Too everything.” If you keep trying to go by society’s standards you’ll be left with too little, too late.

How I deal with hate: make up and new wig and posting pictures of my fatty fat face.

vaspider:

marietusk:

fitvillains:

size10plz:

girlgrowingsmall:

“Fitness." Merriam-Webster.com. Merriam-Webster, n.d. Web. 28 Dec. 2013. <http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/fitness>.

I don’t know what prompted you to send me the dumbest message I’ve received in at least 6 months, but nowhere in the Merriam-Webster dictionary definition of “fitness” do I find the word “skinny.” Even synonyms for the word “fitness” focus 100% on health attributes as opposed to size attributes. So I’m sorry if you have this deep seeded complex that refuses to allow you to accept that, from all standpoints of medicine, science, and flat out fact, fitness is irrelevant to body size. That really sucks for you that your brain is struggling to let you come to terms with that. However, it is also 100% not my problem.

tl;dr: Blow it out your ass.

Shut

the

fuck

up

you

fucking

piece

of

shit

and

sit

the

fuck

down

before

you

speak

you

fucking

asshole.

A world of fist pumps! Yayayay!

Never enough

yesssss

I was juuuuuuuuust talking about this on my cosplay page yesterday <3

bedsafely:

LET’S TALK ABOUT BODY IMAGE. Again. Sorry, guys. 

I woke up to a loooot of anon asks (and a few very sweet logged in ones!) about my Jessica, some good, some bad, but two in particular stood out and were kindly worded!

First of all, apologies for appearing to speak for everyone! That post was a series of personal anecdotes about my own experiences. It was never meant to be a manifesto for plus-size cosplayers!

I am over 200lbs, I am considered more than a little overweight for my height (5’11”) medically speaking, but it’s very true that my weight distributes itself in a way that’s seen as ‘socially acceptable’ fat by the tumblr fat-positivity wagon at large. For every derisive comment I’ve gotten about my weight, I’ve gotten plenty “hot fat girl” comments and people (usually men) expressing surprise at “how fat I really am”. People who come up to me in Jessica from the front and then see me from the side and get alarmed that I’m secretly thick, like I deceived them.

I guess the thing is, I don’t see those comments as positive. Alarm that an overweight girl could POSSIBLY BE PRETTY just sucks, but it’s also the concept of me ‘fooling’ them. Like I’m masquerading as skinny to trick them into finding me attractive. That is NOT why I wear a corset under my Jessica cosplay.

I love my tits, I love my ass, and I love how cute I can make myself look with no body shapers involved once I started embracing my body and stop trying to hide it. Jessica Rabbit is a cartoon, I wear a corset because that sort of cartoonish figure is not something I can achieve without some steel boning, but I don’t wear a corset to hide myself. There’s a cosplay me, and a real me, and the cosplay me has definitely helped me rediscover that I can, in fact, love my body — but when I say that, I don’t mean ‘my body in a corset’, I mean MY body.

Sometimes it takes putting on a mask or some crazy makeup or, yes, a corset, to find yourself physically. That’s what it took for me. For you, or anyone else, it might be a very different road. Just remember that it’s one we’re all walking on together.

I feel like there’s so many levels to what “plus” or “overweight” is, and everyone has a different definition of it.  Like I look at this girl (even without the Jessica Rabbit) and think, “how is she fat?”  But that’s because I’m comparing her to my own size.  But the same goes for me compared to my partner, and even my own mother.  To me I think, “How can people see you as being overweight?”  But it happens, you know?  We were just at the doctor yesterday and my partner got the “you need to lose some weight” speech.  But she’s smaller than me so my immediate thought is, “How?”  Then I realize that according to her height and all these other factors, yes, she’s overweight.  

When we think of thinks like “plus sized” and “overweight” I think we think of our own size, so when someone is smaller than us we think, “Wait hold up, you’re not plus sized.”  Like my partner?  She can find her bras at a department store versus me who can barely find it at Lane Bryant, and that’s IF they have the highest size possible at that location.  Again, same with my mom.  She shops at Lane Bryant and I think, “But wait you’re not plus sized, are you?”  But she’s big in certain areas so, yeah, she is.  

You also can’t really speak for someone else’s experience.  Just because someone is smaller than you in weight doesn’t mean people haven’t called them names.  That’s one of the big things I learned when I wrote my article about plus sized cosplay.  People came to me and shared their stories, and I would think, “But wait what are you like a 14? 16?  Is that really plus?”  But yeah, they had been picked on, called names, and everything.  I even remember some girl told me that she was LOSING weight and getting crap because she wasn’t losing it fast enough according to the people around her.    

I also feel for that whole idea of you somehow deceiving someone because they don’t see your size?  Like I remember being told I was “cute in the face,” like my cute face was deceiving them because I’m fat?  Like, “how dare you be a cutie when your stomach is large,” what does that even mean?  My face is attached to my body I’m not hiding the fact that I’m fat, kinda hard to do that.  I’d hate to disappoint you but fat people aren’t always those people you see on the diet commercials who don’t wear cute clothes and do their hair until the power of Jenny Craig compels them.

Real talk, guys. I don’t really get the whole “plus” and “fat” thing sometimes and making fun of people for it. Well, I mean, it’s already dumb to make fun of people anyway? What I mean is… some of you have shared your pictures with me and I look at them and think, “How the hell is she/he considered fat at all?” Like when I think of “fat” I think of myself, honestly. I know I’m fat, I know this, but then I hear about others being made fun of for their weight and when I look at them they are 99.9 percent of the time smaller than me? 

Not to mention that sizes are all screwed up anyway. I wish I shared what I found someone saying about them, but she pretty much commented on how, in her closet, none of the sizes are the same. She can be a 12 one day according to one store, a 16 according to another store, ect. And she’s right! I always say I’m a 28, but sometimes when I go to Lane Bryant I can fit their 24. Sometimes 28 is too loose and sometimes it’s just right. Hell, there’s like two or three dresses my wifey has that I can wear and we are nowhere NEAR the same size, those are like a 20? But they fit me and they fit me well. But how can I possible fit in something that’s 8 sizes smaller than what I normally wear?

And don’t get me started on jeans. I swear I have pairs in the same size all throughout and sometimes it’s tight on my legs, other times it’s loose and I need a belt. What is this science?

And then what is even “plus” like where does it start? I have a guilty pleasure in Top Model and I remember watching seasons and girls were “borderline plus” or “plus” and I think, “What really? That’s plus? Well damn I must be double dip that chip plus or something…” Like half the time I would get it because compared to the other girls, yeah, but other times I was like, “Are you just saying that to be different and stand out because…" 

Not to mention that it feels like the clothing stores that even cater to me never show my size in their ads or magazines and things like that. You carry up to a 28, but none of the models are a 28, at all. Where’s the women who wear my ridiculous bra size? I mean yeah I guess their "plus” according to, you know, them wearing a 16 or something? But come on I know who shops at that store, because when I go looking for my large size in the clearance section (yes clearance shop ftw) it is always the first one gone. There are plenty of 14/16 shirts but 26/28? Forget it. 

So I guess… I mean… I think all of you are beautiful, but it legitimately confuses me when you say you get picked on because a) ugh bullying just stop and b) wait what they think you’re fat really? I mean I know what fat is, and there’s nothing wrong with that I’m not saying that there is, but just… you do get what I’m saying?

brichibiwritesthings:

So, it happened. I got my first comment on the article that went something like this: 

Come on man!! Why would anyone let themselves 
go like this, and claim to be proud to be 
FAT???????????????????????????????????????

And here is my response, which I am sharing, because I think it’s important to say:

Because fat is nothing to be ashamed of. It’s a body type. I’ve been fat for a long time, from back when I was a kid. It doesn’t mean I’m lazy or that I “let myself go.” I still do all the things that skinny geeks do: cosplay, conventions, video games, anime, hanging out with friends, ect. Sorry I’m not the fat lump who sits on the couch and is depressed and beating themselves up, but realistically, most of us aren’t.

I can be proud because of what I’ve done in my life. I graduated college, I’ve published a book, I have two more on the way, I’ve written for a lot of geeky websites about the things I love, and I’ve been in a relationship for 12 years. I have a house, a car, and am writing on a daily basis, which is what I studied in college.

The things I’m proud of have nothing to do with my size, I didn’t accomplish these things because I’m fat nor did I treat my size like a handicap to stop me from doing the things I want. THAT’S what I’m proud of. Fat does not equal incapable.

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I’m really tired of this assumption that fat people are just lazy folks who don’t do anything, because that is so far from the truth that it’s laughable. Lazy people come in a variety of sizes, lazy is not something exclusive to fat people. Fat people can be active, hell, they ARE active. Fat doesn’t mean someone just gave up and decided to be a lump that eats all the time and does nothing else, despite what the weight loss commercials will tell you (oh whoa is me I’m so sad and fat that I can’t even get up and play with my kids but with diet pill plus now only did I lose weight but I went to the hair salon and went shopping for new clothes). Despite what the media will tell you, I:

1. Do not eat all the time
2. Am not single and miserable
3. Am not friendless
4. Do not have fat, miserable friends
5. Do not have a hatred/jealousy towards skinny people
6. Do not try to fool myself into fitting into a size 12 when I’m a size 26/28
7. Am not stuck wearing hideous clothes
8. Am not incapable of “being pretty”

Here is the truth about me:

1. I eat the same amount as any other person, I’m not gorging on an entire chicken or eating ice cream for dessert
2. I have been in a relationship for 12 years
3. I have a lot of friends who come in a variety of sizes, from fat like me to skinny as can be
4. I do not hate my skinny friends. I am not jealous of them. I love them, and to that extent
5. I do not think they are friends with me because they pitty my fat existence, they are not trying to change me and I wouldn’t even be cosplaying this much if it weren’t for them
6. I’m a big girl who wears big clothes. So what. There are places with clothes that fit us right (thank you Lane Bryant for existing) I’m not a big girl who tries to squeeze into something she can’t fit, if it’s not comfortable I ain’t wearin’ it. 
7. Despite be being in denial about my cuteness when people bring it up, that’s just me being blushy and flustered. Truth is, I’m pretty damn cute. 

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to purchase Pacific Rim and geek all over it when it arrives in the mail.

And this is why I put myself out there.  These assumptions are not only terrible, but they’re old and inaccurate.  Fat does not, does not, does NOT mean incapable.  

I’d love to see a talk show have one of those “I use to be fat and was picked on, but now I’m gorgeous,” episodes.  Only the person who use to be “fat” comes out and is still fat, they’re just more confident in themselves, and that’s what makes them beautiful.

impsexual:

Because telling fat people that they are in fact humans that deserve dignity and respect automatically means you’re ~*GLORIFYING OBESITY*~

By the way, don’t dribble on to me saying you worry about a fat person’s ‘health’. That’s just a bullshit excuse to voice your unwanted opinion on a fat person’s body considering you wouldn’t give a single flying fuckadoodle about someone’s health if they were skinny. Besides another person’s health is none of your damned business anyway. Run along now and preach to a choir that actually cares.

I’m going to be honest, so long as you’re not hurting anyone, you can eat soy sauce and milk duds all day long for all I care.

I’m just gonna leave this here.  For reasons that make me happy  :)

fatbodypolitics:

redefiningbodyimage:

lovethyfatness:

My response to this.

UM, AMAZING.

YES!

I cannot stress enough how much I love this.  I absolutely hate seeing “lose weight” ads that always have these miserable, terrible looking plus-sized people, like, “I can’t wear nice clothes or get my hair done or have a social life because I’m fat.”  There was one with this mom who just sat around and wouldn’t play with her kids, “because I’m fat,” like… whut?!  Um… fat does NOT equal lazy, you can be lazy or uninteresting or uncaring at ANY size, o.k.?  

And if I had to choose, I’d take these people any day, who doesn’t want a girl who can cut an elephant out of grass?! 

I’m fat.  I have a job.  I have friends.  I have a partner of eleven years.  I craft.  I cosplay.  I write.  I play video games.  I watch anime.  I go out.  My clothes are nice.  My hair is in good shape.  I have a car.  I have a house.  I have a cat.  Trust me, my fat isn’t holding me back from anything!