Posts tagged fashion
Posts tagged fashion
You know, I never used to like my body. That’s how my eating disorder started. I would do anything possible to get to the ‘perfect weight’, and I never reached it. The reason why? It didn’t exist. I was always going to want to lose more, to get the number lower. I then developed a bingeing habit that caused me to gain all of that weight back. I hated my body even more than before my eating disorder started. I wouldn’t want to leave my room because I was so ashamed of myself. I would skip school and hoard food in my room so no one had to see me. I then put all of my effort into recovering because I wanted a normal life again. Because my desire to recover was so strong, I was able to recover. One of my favorite non-physical attributes is that I am able to do anything I put my mind to. Recovering was one of my greatest accomplishments. I now love my body and I love to wear clothes that make me feel great. Fashion is something that I didn’t used to care about because all I wanted to do was cover my body up. Now, I love coming up with new outfits to wear and I feel good in them. I feed not only my body, but also my soul. I do things I love, like gymnastics. I eat things I love, like ice cream. I think it’s important to feed both your stomach and your mind. Once I did that, I gained so much confidence in myself that led me to that amazing life I had always dreamed of. Loving yourself is a lot easier than hating yourself, plus it’s more fun. Stay strong and believe in yourself.
Apologize for the mirror shot but I work with what I have.
I submitted here about 2 years ago, entering the first stages of learning to love my body, and today, here I am, having purchased my first pencil skirt, a VERY form-fitting piece of clothing, and taking pictures not only in it but also in underwear (I am 24!). It’s amazing to me that I’m at a place where I don’t even have a second thought about doing any of these things AND sharing it with the world, and I would like to personally thank this blog & Amber for helping me get through the beginning, where I was in a very emotionally draining relationship. I was with someone who made me feel terrible about myself and my body, and it took me way too long to get out of that relationship. Even after I started this transformation to love my body, it took me a year to leave him. I’m finally with someone perfect who loves literally every single thing about me, my little boy is turning 3, and my life couldn’t be any better. I definitely haven’t had it as bad as some people, but I’m here today as living proof that THINGS CAN CHANGE. Even when everything else around you seems negative, YOU can still pull yourself out of that. I am so happy and confident and proud of myself today, and I know that I’ll remain that way for the rest of my days here. I really wish for everyone to be able to feel this way.
The only thing I wish today is that I could be a more tattooed pinup vintage style babe ;)
I took so long to learn to love myself. About a year ago, i would hate myself. I hated every full body picture taken of me that was full length. I’d only let people talk chest up pictures. I was ashamed of myself and that’s a horrible feeling. Slowly but surely I’ve learnt to love myself. From my chubby cheeks to my thunder thighs, i know i’m beautiful. Fat, is something that is in food. It is stored for energy. Fat is not a bad thing. I may be chubby, i may be fat, i may be curvy, but the most important thing is that i’m beautiful. It brings peace to me knowing i can say that and mean that.
Ladies, Men, learn to love yourselves. It will make your life a hell of a lot better. It’s a long process but it’s so worth it.
Hi, my name is Michaela and for the longest time, I thought I wasn’t beautiful. I never had a positive body image and I never would have thought that I would be seen wearing a dress like that from my picture above.
I have suffered through anorexic tendencies since I was 11-years-old. Crazy, right? How could an 11-year-old healthy girl think she’s fat? Well, here’s the story why. The mirror was my enemy and at the time, all I saw was that image and all the imperfections that followed.
I tried starving myself at 11-years-old, at 12-years-old I was reducing my calorie intake and had self-harm issues and I lost 20 pounds at the time… along with my happiness.
Throughout high school I remember counting calories and not enjoying anything. I remember skipping meals and throwing away food to not deal with it. To have control over something was just…It felt nice. It felt nice to have control over something because while the rest of my world was going crazy, I had the one thing I could control and that was how much I ate and didn’t eat.
I’ll never forget looking into the mirror though and seeing my 12-year-old self in it and just crying because I thought I looked hideous and how could someone love me when I looked this way. How.
It was a long road and I got the help that I needed though and I just want to say this to everyone: You can recover. You can do this. Recovery was the best option and will ALWAYS be the best option. You are all so beautiful and whatever body type you have is beautiful as well.
A piece of chocolate cake won’t kill you, but starving yourself will.
If you ever need to talk or someone to be there for you when you’re at your lowest, I’m always here: http://her-lovely-mind.tumblr.com/ask
I grew up using clothing as a tool to combat my body image that I knew I could not change otherwise. I wore long-sleeved shirts to conceal the size of my arms and high-waist shorts to conceal my stomach.
I now know that fashion should be used as a form of self-expression and not as a method of hiding your body. I love my body and I know this love should be shared with the world.
Large arms signify strength (not to mention I can probably give some gnarly hugs) and my tummy is mine, and I have learned to love her.
Fashion should be fun. Make your choices based on how you want to present yourself, not based on the parts of you that you would rather not be presented.
You can find me over athttp://morgue1996.tumblr.com/
The most important thing ive ever been told is that you need to learn to love yourself before anyone else will. Love the skin you’re in and ignore negativity!
I am 20 (nearly 21) now and this the first bikini of my life!
I´ve never thought that this could happen someday, but I am so in love with myself, now - it´s an unbelievable feeling!
Yes, there went a lot of things wrong and my life is far away from being easy, but I´ve made peace with myself and I can truly say that I love who I am and that I am proud of myself.
Hey, you! Yes, YOU!
You are a beautiful and lovely, too.
So don´t let anyone tell you something else, ok?
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!
Every time I walk out the door people stare at my body in a negative context. I have what I guess they call a “non-normative body” I was born with a physical disability called Cerebral Palsy. When people look at me all they see a girl with canes, to them my body appears “Non-normal” but I would say its strongly mismatched with my identity. I have never truly felt limited by my disablility or that I walk with canes. My Disability has never defined me I’ve defined my own normal. I may have to use canes but my soul and mind are not disabled. I’ve never had insecurity when it comes to being a person that has Cerebral Palsy, I have had insecurities with things that go with this such as: that my arms seem so big compared to the rest of my body for carrying my body weight for 29 years, or that my hands are covered in callouses from using canes. I mean this is what comes with having a disabled body right? What can I do to fix it?
I wasn’t sure how to fix those things but what I was sure was that I could prove myself and show that my body isn’t the limit of what I can do! Inside this body was a lust for all things great in this world, great conversation, great friends and great adventures. I would use my energy to focus on the good that I can do then the negativity that usually comes with how I am viewed. I have been in Mosh Pits at Rock concerts, worked on movie sets, and just signed up to run a 5k! There is nothing I can’t do! I’ve taught middle school kids and started my own business.
I’ve had a lot of negativity thrown my way with my body from society, peers, and relationships that has caused me to not think that a disabled body can be beautiful. Instead of thinking of my own thoughts of my body I spent most time fighting what society perceives of me more. We live in a superficial world where people are judge based on whats on the outside. Well when they see me they think I’m not smart, or that I can’t do things, Illness repulses and people don’t want a part of that. So I’ve spend more time saying "hey my mind and soul are beautiful" and while that is the most important by far you know what my body is beautiful too!
People have often told me I was beautiful but I thought it was because they felt sorry for me because of my disability. My friends and family said it to me often but I never gave it much thought. I know that I am beautiful on the inside and thats truly all that ever mattered to me. I never looked in the mirror and thought “yeah I’m beautiful.”
Which is funny because I think it is essential that we create a world where people feel okay in their bodies, express themselves through their bodies, and feel comfortable navigating this world in their body, I support health at every size yet I go around covering up my own tummy and arms. I loved the beach but I was so scared to show off so much you would never see me in a swimsuit. (look at me now! yay!)
I am just now learning what it means to inhabit my body. It wasn’t until I could see myself through a guy I had a relationship with that I started to see the things he loved and didn’t understand about my body, soul, and mind that it got me thinking about them as well. Having him call me beautiful causes me to now look in the mirror saying he was right I am beautiful. Him not understanding my body and ultimately ending things has made me become more in tune with who I am as a whole package. I’ve often felt insecure that I had tummy and tried to do things about it but when I started to explore yoga and work out I realized “I have no core muscle due to my Cerebral Palsy!” but that doesn’t mean I can’t work to have it!
Having a person show me that all of me is indeed beautiful makes it easier for me to navigate the tumultuous world we live in. My only hope is to now do that for someone else. It doesn’t happen right away. Do things that make you feel good. Try a new beauty thing, take some fun photos. Have insecurities with a part of your body? Show it off more! Don’t give it the power! One day I will lose all my insecurities and today is a step in that, next the end of all of insecurities!!
I posted a while back and I thought that I would do an update. Lately, I been proud of myself. I been showing off what I was given. I been more comfortable in my skin more than ever! I been posting photos on my instagram more of my outfits and on Facebook.
Something happened though. I thought people would be happy with my new found confidence; I was wrong. What was even worst was my own family was telling me how to dress. My cousin wrote a comment to me that struck me: Modest is hottest. It hurt, I thought family was important and to get this kind of response was something I was not expecting.
After, I saw an old classmate of mine posts a picture of her in a bikini. Where it’s barely covering her vagina and I saw comments telling her how great she looked. Hot. Amazing body. Sexy. When I showed my sister the picture she said that I was no different. That I need to learn to cover myself up.
At times, I don’t get it. That how come can other people dress the way I want to; get all what they want but when I do it, it’s wrong.
I talked to my parents, who did not have an issue on the new way I dressed, about the comments that were being made to me. They told me that I am young. Enjoy the body you have now. I know I am modest. I know I am not a slut. The negativity that I was and am getting, there was a point where I cared. I cared so hard on what people thought about me. For I wore baggy clothes throughout high school, where I still do on those bad days.
I don’t give a fuck anymore. I just want to be girly, I want to dress cutely. There should be no one to judge one another. I want people to know that. It is not a crime to be skinny. It is not a crime to be curvy. The reason why I have a thigh gap is nothing to do with my weight, my hips are just wider than most girls.
If girls want people to stop talking about their weight then they need t be the bigger person and stop talking about other people’s while they are at it. I have curvy people talking about my weight, I know people whisper when I walk by in these cloths. That I have an eating disorder or that I am trying too hard.
I love my body, I love myself. I am finally happy with myself and you can not take that away from me. Or from any one! You can beat what those people say about you. Wear what you want, be proud for what you got. Show off a little skin if you want. You know who you are. If people call you a slut for showing a little skin; so what? It’s fashionable, you know you aren’t easy, that you are no slut. Nothing should ever stop you.
Always be you. Always be happy with yourself. It bothers me that in today society, we flip so easily. Back in the 50’s, skinny was wrong. You had to be curvy and now curvy is wrong; you must be skinny. Why are we letting them tell us what we should be? Why is society controlling my body image? Why is it such a crime to reject what they say.
We need to stand up for ourself, stand up for bullying. I get bullied for my body, since I was young. People make comments to my mother that she is not feeding me right; I am lacking in nutrition. You have no right to ever say those words. Nothing about my mouth should come out of your mouth.
We need to start this revolution! We are strong, we are rebellious; we need to show the world that! Never lose that confident about yourself because you can not let them win. Do not go on a diet because it’s your ideal weight, when you’re already healthy. Remember, if you are healthy and everything is working. You are perfect.
Let’s make this a new age, where body discrimination is shattered and we can be in peace with ourself. That body issues are no more! Let’s win this fight!
You are beautiful, forever and always! Never forget that!
(Sorry about the mirror shot, but I didn’t have anyone to take a photo of me)
As long as I’ve been alive, I’ve been heavy and I’ve hated the way I look. I thought that I had to be thin to wear cute clothes and get boys attention. But I understand now that that isn’t the case at all, and I’ve started to love the way I look. There are more important things in life than the number I see on the scale and since I realized that, I’ve been a lot happier. :))
Hey everyone! My name is Sarah. I’m 17! And hell yeah I’m rockin’ that awesome bathing suit. AS SHOULD YOU! So I don’t wear bikinis because I don’t feel comfortable in them, but that above suit makes me feel confident as hell.
I know I’m not small, but to hell with it! I’m beautiful because I’m smart, funny, kind, etc etc. I’m not beautiful because of my measurements (Hey, I love them anyway, though!) I’ve struggled with my body image since about age 7. My sister was always incredibly thin. But I’ve come to terms with it. I’ve come to terms with wide hips and wide thighs. I even love them.
If you’re ever afraid of no one loving you because of how you look. 2 things.
1. They should love you for the inside.
2. Don’t. Because someone somewhere will see your outsides, get to know your insides, and see the internal beauty shine through.
So wear that bathing suit. Wear those skinny jeans. Put on that red lipstick. Do and wear whatever makes YOU feel good, because I promise you’re fucking beautiful.
We can do it!
This picture is really important to me. The last few years i have been extremely insecure. I thought, oh, i’m a girl i have to look perfect or no one will like me. I can’t be chubby at all. But now i have over come that, my arms are still my biggest insecurity, but lately i don’t mind them, which makes me extremely happy that i’m comfortable in jean shorts, which this is my first summer wearing shorts and a sleeveless shirt, first year for that, also. I am beautiful, and i need to always remember that.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!
This was my yesterday. I’ve always been self conscious of my body…until I put that dress on and saw how it made me look. I realized I was beautiful and had amazing curves. Everything about this picture made me realize I was quite beautiful and must I say, hot haha. I have been much to afraid of my body for too long. Ever since I was in 3rd grade I hated how I looked and much more, I even hated myself. But now, I’m working on accepting myself and while I still have my struggles, things are better now.
It is possible to love yourself. And I wish more people could see that :) and you will see that as you get older.
My name is Kassandra, but call me Kass. I have struggled with my weight ever since I could remember. It was not until now that I realized I was made and built this way. I did lose about 60 lbs about two years ago and did manage to keep it off. I have my on and off days with my self esteem, but I do believe that everyone is beautiful! This blog is amazing and definitely brought a smile to my face. Love yourself, you are beautiful.
YOU ARE IS WHAT YOU ARE ,NOBODY CAN CHANGE YOU .