I don’t actually own a scale, so I’ve no idea how much I weigh. I wear a US women’s size 26/28. I’m 21.
I love my body. I even love this silly little smirk.
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I love my hips :)
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19 years old, 5 foot 4 inches, around 170 lbs.
I haven’t worn pants in months but in dresses I’m a XL or XXL sometimes.
A couple months ago I would have never thought of posting a picture like this in fear of who would see, but now I don’t care. This is me in all my stretch marked, back-rolled, chubby goodness!
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Fat pin-up :) more pictures here.
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Belly Dance
Hi! I came across this video and thought it would be perfect for your blog! Thanks for everything you do!
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Shared story: swimsuit perils and the mermaid who saved me.
Submitted by Lesley (e-mail withheld for privacy)
Before I found this gracious wonderful blog, I was (and still sometimes struggle with) a world full of self-loathing. I’m a size 22/24 and my favorite activity is swimming, but I was always so embarrassed about my body in any swimsuits that didn’t cover me completely like a wetsuit. Esther Williams is my favorite person in the world. Her autobiography inspired me to forge ahead even when life hands you troubles and unexpected turns. I wrote to her and told her how much of an inspiration she is to me and that I had planned on dieting and working out so that someday I could lose enough weight to be worthy of one of her company’s lively bathing suits. Weeks later, I received a signed photo from her in the mail along with a beautiful suit—free of charge. I cried with joy for days and days and no one seems to understand fully what she did for me. In one small gesture of kindness, she essentially told me that no matter what size, I AM WORTHY. sadly, this suit didn’t fit me (since she had to guess because I never even gave her my size) so I decided to pass along the generosity and gave it to a friend. I was always worried about not doing an official Esther Williams swimsuit justice, but now I’m going to save up and buy one because I’m worth it. Thank you, Esther. And thank you, Daily Fatspiration blog, for letting me know my worth. :)
If you don’t consider yourself a babe, how can you expect anyone else to?
Every body is a beach body. <3 Flaunt what you have.
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Raechel, 20 years old, from New Jersey.
265 pounds of awesome.
Fat is fabulous! Everyone has good days and bad days, but you need bad ones to fully appreciate the good ones. :) It can be really tough to live in a world where everyone tells you you’re not the “ideal” girl or whatever, but for me it was so liberating to just accept myself fully and decide that I actually don’t care what people think. I’ve been fat my whole life, and I can say I’m a happy person because I don’t let other people or their narrowed ideas about beauty phase me. I am big, beautiful, brave and fierce, and you all are too. Don’t forget that!
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Stephen Fry is a fat English actor, screenwriter, author, playwright, journalist, poet, comedian, television presenter, and film director.
Stephen Fry is my personal fatspiration. He’s clever and funny, and he wears awesome suits.
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DEAR “PRETTY” PEOPLE, WE’RE ON TO YOU
Description: Polimicks is a fat positive blog and podcast.
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Paintings by Lilli Hill!
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Shared Story: Total. Meltdown. [TW: body shaming, anger]
Submitted by the-wordnerd
While getting reading to leave the house, I was hoping to wear a pair of jeans. I’ve grown out of all of my jeans unless I wear my shapewear underneath. For the life of me, I could NOT find that damned shapewear. Not in the laundry basket, not on my shelves, not with the clothes I wore it with last, not in the fucking pile of shit I throw on my floor when I’m too lazy to do anything else - NOWHERE.
Enter the breakdown.
I yelled a little, swore a lot. I tried to force myself into my jeans but couldn’t stand the pain. I angrily and far too rudely asked my girlfriend what she had done with it, and when the answer was not satisfactory, I repeated the same thing to my mother. Still no shapewear. So, next step? I cried. I cried and cried and cried. I fucking bawled.
Was I crying because I had lost a pair of old, stained, torn, stretched out shapewear? No. But, that was the very last straw. I had let myself go. For so long I’d maintained a consistent weight and body shape and size, and now that is changing. I’m slowly outgrowing my size 18/20 body and I’m not dealing with it well. When I first noticed, I purchased yoga wear and leggings and had been living quite comfortably in those until now.
This whole thing put me back in a state of self hate. Not because I completely dislike my fat body, but because I’d let myself do something to myself that I did not want - Something that I’m really not happy about.
I went out and bought another shapewear. After I put it on I realised something: This piece of material might smooth and tuck the bits that I’m uncomfortable with, it might minimize the roll over the top of my jeans, but that’s all it is - just a piece of material.
I will continue to wear it. Why? Because it helps me to hold my head up just a little bit higher. But I’m aware that my body remains what it is. I’m fat. And I’m cute. And if it takes a meltdown and a $40 pair of undies that I have to sweat to get into for me to realize that, then OK
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Shared Story: this blog has changed my life!
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the change has only occurred inside my heart and my soul and no one else knows it yet, but I feel better. Just the thought, the possibility that I could one day love myself fills me with a mix of hope, joy, disbelief, and much more it’s a feeling that I have never experienced before so I can’t explain it. I posted an anonymous question here a couple of days ago about the intense emotional reaction I had to this “radical” idea of body acceptance. It was incomprehensible! But now I know it’s upon my reach, I know I can unlearn this hate that burdens me, and just live and love myself. THANK YOU thank you a million times thank you! I will never be the same.
