I'm going on holiday tomorrow and I realise that I am thinking many negative things about me, my clothes and how I will look in comparison to others. We are going to Florida so it will be hot which means I will have to spend some time in skimpy clothing and maybe swimwear. I have … Continue reading In a state
About a year ago I made a bit of a silly mistake - I commented, on-line, in response to an article in a national newspaper - The Guardian. The article was something about shopping for clothes whilst fat and I think I was moved to comment because I had been searching for suitable clothing to … Continue reading Who asked you?
Sometimes I hate skinny people. I have no idea what it is like to be skinny and I know that I never will. I suppose the skinny have their moments of self-doubt, their moments of discomfort in a crowded place, their moments when they fear meeting new people, doing anything for the first time. Underneath … Continue reading The skinny can’t help it
January is the month of new diets, new eating regimes and ever more bizarre food restrictions. We are bombarded with articles about lifestyle changes to enhance our health and well-being; magazines are full of meal plans and recipes which promise to ensure we won't die any time soon. It is all very exciting and everyone … Continue reading Another January, another diet
I have been going to a Zumba class for quite some time now - enough time for me to have a 'spot' and to be able to chat with one or two others who prefer to dance at the front. I like the class - it is just enough for me to do to feel … Continue reading Shimmy shake
I finished with paid employment 12 months ago and have been celebrating the anniversary this week by starting a couple of volunteering opportunities. Up to now I've avoided the idea of volunteering - mainly because people kept asking me what I was going to do with my time and the rebel in me decided that … Continue reading What are they thinking?
I'd forgotten how much the media hates me. A woman, with a body. I happened to read a magazine at my father-in-law's house the other day. One of those TV insert things that come with a weekend paper. I couldn't resist the article about holiday wardrobes even though I half knew it would not be … Continue reading I unlearnt to hate myself
I feel more comfortable wearing baggy clothing. Not necessarily ill-fitting clothes - just loose. I thought I'd read that wide-legged trousers were have a moment - possibly in the guise of culottes but nonetheless wide and trousers. At a social gathering this weekend I noticed that all but one of people I was with were … Continue reading Baggy Lady
I attended a yoga and creative writing workshop in Nottingham last week. It was the first time I'd done anything like this and when I booked I remember thinking 'why not?'. As the day got nearer I was thinking more along the lines of 'should I?' and for a split second considered bailing out and … Continue reading Not the sore thumb