Hey, you guys. I don’t know if you noticed this, but I’m a curvy kind of lady. If I were to use my own word, I’d call me a thicky girl. I got hips, I got tits, I got ass, I got everything. And you know what? I think I’ve got it going on. I like my body. Do I have days where I wish I could wear a button up shirt? Of course I do. But the fact of the matter is, I’ve got huge cans and no amount of buttons will confine them. And I’m okay with that.
Do I like the word “fat”? No, I don’t. Why? Because that word has been used as a derogatory term and more often than not, whenever it’s used, it’s meant to either shame someone or to belittle them or suggest as if their body is wrong and bad. Aside from the extremes, both alarmingly thin and morbidly obese, who’s to say any one’s body is better than someone else’s? And honestly, who even gives a shit as to what someone thinks of your body? You only have yourself to answer to, and if you’re happy, you’re probably better off than that asshole calling you fat, who is only doing so because they don’t want to look at their own self-hatred. Now, do I like the word “thick”? Obviously I do, if I’m calling myself that. I just love the connotations of something juicy and with substance and something you just can’t wait to get your hands on. And that’s me in a nutshell.
Yes, I’m comparing my ass to a steak. No apologies, vegetarians or vegans. Come back to me when you can think of a stupid vegetable that’s as thick and juicy as a T-bone.
I am a thicky girl. And I happen to think I dress well. People have told me as much, but I believe I dress well because when I look in a mirror, I like what I see. I don’t see things I wish I could hide, I see things I like to accentuate. Positive body image or severe narcissism, who knows and who cares, right? Regardless what body you have, skinny, thick, tall, short, lean, bulky, flat-chested, too-big-chested, hippy, beer belly, hunchback, muscular, lanky, scrawny, three-armed, three-legged, learn how to dress yourself. This is the greatest glamour tip I can share. DRESS YOUR BODY and WEAR WHATEVER MAKES YOU FEEL CONFIDENT.
DRESS YOUR BODY
You could be a size 0 and be wearing the most trendy outfit, and you’d still look like shit if it was an unflattering shape. Learn your proportions and work with them, not against them. Personally, I have an unusually large bust for someone my height and I’ve got hips and a butt. That means my waist and torso look a lot smaller than they probably are just because of my hourglass shape. It is a tiny hourglass? Hell, no, but I’m gonna work it like it is. That means I like wearing belts or anything that cinches in the middle, to emphasize it’s relative smallness. That’s another thing: Everything is relative. You could have a smaller bust, but bigger hips. That means you can wear super deep vs and strapless tops and dresses, which your bustier sister can’t get away with as easily. Work with what your momma gave you. Also, my favourite trick as a busty lady is to show them off. There’s no hiding them, I might as well make them look great, you know? That doesn’t mean I’m letting them just hang out there like a couple of droopy coconuts hanging from a dying, saggy tree. No. They are well supported with a great bra (sometimes my newly discovered and favourite trick: 2 bras). I like to highlight my two best (biggest) assets: Humour and sass. Kidding, it’s for sure my boobs.
Personally, I like wearing form-fitting clothes. Not skanky clothes (unless it’s a special occasion like a baby’s Christening), just clothing that nicely hugs your body and fits you. Unfortunately for me, a lot of clothing made for thicker girls is on the big and billowy side, which in my opinion is TOTALLY STUPID. Large billowy shirts just add bulk to your frame and they cover up your natural curves. But that’s a personal pet peeve. I know other curvy girls who can just ROCK flowy, often shapeless, shirts or dresses. Maybe it’s a jealousy thing? Probably. Point it, I look like a sack of onions if I don’t wear at least a fitted top or fitted bottom. And how do I know that? Because I’m not afraid to actually look in the mirror and figure out what works best for MY body. Not the body I had, or want, or will have. But the body I have right now.
What am I trying to say? Figure out your body, be honest, and learn how to best accentuate your favourite features. Also, if you’re a designer and you’re reading this, I’m also trying to say: make nice fitted clothing that’s not slutty.
I’d also like to take this time to shout out one of my new favourite stores Gussied Up. It’s an adorable boutique at Dupont and Bathurst which specializes in stylish, sexy and smart plus-sized clothing. Go there and you are sure to find something you love. I haven’t been in a while because… you know why… but that doesn’t mean I don’t go on their website…click here… every week to see all the awesome stuff they get in.
WEAR YOUR CONFIDENCE
You guys. Remember when Hammer pants were a real thing that people wore? No? Me neither, they were before my time. Same thing with acid wash jeans. And crop tops. Point is, there have been ridiculous things that people decided to put on themselves, and there will always be ridiculous things that people decide to put on themselves. If you wanna wear it, go right ahead, but OWN IT. If you wanna wear Hammer pants and you’re NOT MC Hammer, that’s your prerogative, just do it and don’t apologize for it.
Please Hammer, don’t hurt ’em. With your raging self-confidence.
I can sit here and tell you what you should and shouldn’t wear, and in fact, there is an entire billion-dollar industry dedicated to just that, but the fact is, you choose what you want to put on yourself. You can choose to hide your body or you can choose to show off all the good things you got. If you feel good about yourself who cares what anyone else thinks? I personally don’t believe in people wearing red pants, but Santa Claus does it and so do some of my friends. Do they look stupid in them? No, because they OWN IT.
If Justin Bieber wears red pants, I guess they’re cool.
I feel like this post has come off preachier than I intended, but oh, well. I’m passionate about looking good with what I have and helping others look good, so they can achieve full glamtential (glam + potential, this was a stretch even for me), and in my opinion, the first thing you have to do is feel good about yourself.
Stay tuned for my next post: “Wearing Bright Orange Lipstick – Did I Make A Mistake? Answer: Obviously not.”