I WEAR WHAT I WANT: IT'S SUMMER, BITCHES! (AND LIFE IS GOOD)



Well honestly, I'm not sure it's summer where you live, but here in Tucson it was nearly 90° today and for me? That marks the start of summer, y'all.

And lets be real. We all know that spring doesn't exist in Southern Arizona. Well... 
maybe orange blossoms bloom and "spring" happens on March 1st and 2nd. BUT THAT'S THE END OF THAT PRETEND SEASON. If you live in Tucson, you know what I'm talking about.




I've taken a short reprieve from actively trying to "love the way my body looks" and have instead focused my energy on the incredible things that my body allows me to do. Things like: finishing an exciting writing project (more on that soon!), drinking sangria under twinkle lights with best friends, de-cluttering the house to create a sanctuary, helping others through crisis, taking care of the creatures that I now call family (more on that later too), having mind-blowing sex that I never would have believed was possible, walking with women through their body journey using photography, creating a community of healers, attending tear inducing jazz concerts, watching Mad Dogs (addicting) and spending time with my beloved family.

I've also been involuntarily ditching makeup all together thanks to an significant eye infection (TAKE YOUR MAKEUP OFF BEFORE YOU SLEEP GUYZ) for more than a month (except for you, Medford. Because you're special. Also- Ohio, I'm in you Wednesday and Thursday... prepare.) which has taken my focus off of my appearance and directed it towards other things in life. So wearing lipstick today? Very special occasion.

It's been a trip. I trip that I, so far, have loved the more than anything.

Life hasn't been all bubbles, unicorns and heart shaped balloons. It's been chock full of family death, financial struggles and shame recovery... but over all? This season is treating me well.



Dress: Modcloth in 2x
Sandals: Modcloth in size 10
Lipstick: Wet N' Wild
Nail polish: Sally Hansen, baby!
Glasses: Warby Parker
Boobs: A gracious gift from my Momma

I sometimes feel like when we (we = all fashion/fatshion bloggers ever- me included) share outfit posts, we tend to show the most "flattering" photos that we've taken. But that shit ain't the entire story, y'know? So baby, today I give you the full glory of me at my most authentic: visible belly outline, dermatillomania scars, bra-less and flawless, dirty hair (thank you dry shampoo!) and all. Because: real life, guys.

And goddamnit, how real it is.


Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand in case you haven't had your daily dose of (puke worthy) cuteness, here's an image of my beyond precious partner (/outfit photographer) and I smoochin' because... why not? I'm mushy as shit and not even a little bit sorry.


(P.S. have you seen the "Instagram Husband" video? If not, watch because: OH SO RELEVANT.)

What are you looking forward to wearing this summer? I have a Forever 21 bikini I can't wait to share with you. BUT I WANNA KNOW: WHAT DOES HOT WEATHER MAKE YOU WANNA WEAR!?! Inspire me. I'm begging you, so don't leave me hangin'.

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