tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post7439124324816567957..comments2023-05-10T02:26:32.149-07:00Comments on The Militant Baker: I WEAR WHAT I WANT: SLEEVELESSJes The Militant Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-47950736655578003692013-06-03T07:24:22.415-07:002013-06-03T07:24:22.415-07:00I bought a sleeveless dress last weekend! Usually,...I bought a sleeveless dress last weekend! Usually, I would just flip past sleeveless ones in the store without a second thought. It is gorgeous and I got a shit-ton of compliments. Even wore it in our concert, where I played handbells with my jiggly arms. :) Thank you for giving me confidence! Woo!Jenniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03231116607977696313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-30757391122599731432013-05-26T11:49:38.129-07:002013-05-26T11:49:38.129-07:00I'm not on the bigger side, but have been stru...I'm not on the bigger side, but have been struggling a lot lately with my body confidence/weight. I'm a sophomore in college currently, and seeing the tall, blonde, super-thin, seemingly "perfect" girls on campus can really bring a girl's confidence down a bit. Your blog has shown me that ANY size can be sexy, confident, and beautiful- I love it! Thank you so much! I'm an aspiring makeup artist as well, and after hearing about all the amazing people that photograph and style you, I think that is so awesome. I would love to do the same someday! Love your style, and again, thanks so much :)<br /><br />BridgetAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-43847156381999108302013-05-21T15:14:35.611-07:002013-05-21T15:14:35.611-07:00Your blog gives me so much confidence. I just thou...Your blog gives me so much confidence. I just thought I would let you know that.Ashley Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05364398786869199871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-8318764783024295022013-05-08T12:06:58.508-07:002013-05-08T12:06:58.508-07:00Someone pointed me in your direction and I can'...Someone pointed me in your direction and I can't figure out why I haven't been here before. Great blog. We don't watch commercials for the most part (I love my DVR), so this is the first time I've seen that one for WWs.<br /><br />OH.MY.GODDESS!!!!!!!! They have got to be fucking kidding!!!!!!!<br /><br />I'be been fat all my entire adult life (and thought I was fat when I was younger even tho I wasn't) but I have ALWAYS gone sleeveless when ever possible even tho I am deathfatz big. Heck. I even wear shorts and skirts that show off my deathfatz legs :D<br /><br /> JeanChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08506460151352291506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-91911186533487186322013-05-07T23:04:13.379-07:002013-05-07T23:04:13.379-07:00The problem is Weight Watchers is a business, so j...The problem is Weight Watchers is a business, so just like most businesses, it will says whatever inspires people to run out and spend money most productively. When it comes to our bodies, it's our own insecurities that they are playing off of. So just like Jes, and my fellow lovely posters, if we don't have these insecurities, then what other people say doesn't effect us. It's just like oxyclean infomercials. If you spill wine on white carpet, you'll want to clean it up. If you are feeling out of shape or unhealthy no matter your size, that's one thing, but if you spill white wine on a dark rug, there's no frickin stain left. In other words, if you feel beautiful, you are beautiful, because it's the truth and don't let anyone else make you think otherwise. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-16456999899233609412013-05-07T15:10:53.797-07:002013-05-07T15:10:53.797-07:002) Speaking of beautiful things/people, can I gush...2) Speaking of beautiful things/people, can I gush for just a minute?? I found this blog via a friend's facebook and have been browsing for almost an hour now. I too have felt uncomfortable in sleeveless shirts in the past (having been told my arms are too skinny/gross. How fucked up is our society?!), ditto low-cut tops, and I too have decided to not give the greatest number of fucks about it possible. If you're in the midwest ever, can we get ice cream and be awesome in the same space?<br /><br />http://www.amazon.com/The-Diary-Frida-Kahlo-Self-Portrait/dp/0810959542/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1367963872&sr=8-1&keywords=frida+kahlo+diary Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-66339374605153506162013-05-06T15:10:14.126-07:002013-05-06T15:10:14.126-07:00Jenna.. I will totally drop you a line! I have be...Jenna.. I will totally drop you a line! I have been cooking all day for my parents, which wildly is a source of therapy for me-- because I can't eat much.. but I fear that which my fiance just getting home and I'm on the computer and he's doing last night's dishes.. he may disown me!! But keep an eye out. I'm thrilled that you found this site. I must admit that at first.. I didn't know what to think. I honestly thought to myself, do I want to be honest and think, this is FREAKING RAD or do I want to just go along with what everyone else thinks in this crazy, messed up world and ignore it and move along. But after reading so many of these "messages" and being touched more and more I found myself thinking about what I was reading and looking at myself in the mirror-- I've been living with a passion for eight years (since my son passed) of wanting to help others and work in Bereavement Counseling because I'm a firm believer than you can cater to someone's needs so much more if you've walked a mile in their shoes.. well why not now? We should all become a tribe, a sisterhood of sorts-- we have so much to learn from each other.. whether it's a shoulder to cry on or a fire in someone's belly to light. So keep an eye out and I will talk to you soon :)Jamie Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08647695451924710359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-91115499109044390532013-05-06T14:11:47.127-07:002013-05-06T14:11:47.127-07:00I'm gonna do something possible looked as as i...I'm gonna do something possible looked as as incredibly dim - my email address is sjennalutz@gmail.com. Why am I putting it up on a hugely popular and overwhelmingly awesome site? Because I'm in a very strange place and feeling slightly like, somewhere out there, suddenly there IS my tribe, out in the distance and I'm left hoping that, despite likely looking like a nerdy twit, a few awesome souls might wanna talk and NOT muck up Jes's board needlessly because I'm... kinda gobsmacked. Thank you so much all who answered, thanks for not telling me to 'stop whining, you're THIN, isn't that everything' that I've gotten from people. (I view it as a triumphal proof that I'm growing as a human that I did NOT in fact put someone's head into the microwave when they visited and informed me that 'it's not ~FAIR~. You lost all this weight because of this celiac thing. I would give ~anything~ to have that! You are so lucky! Why can't ~I~ get it?' I lost weight because I was so sick I nearly died for several years and now that I'm getting better, I can't eat....well. Much!) Thanks Miz Trouble (who's site I'm off to read in a moment, along with Jamie's and as I plow through this amazing site as well) I'm working on it. And I'm blessed with my partner, I truly know that. Jes - thanks for this site. I said it before and I'll keep saying it. This and a few other things are blowing off the door in my life in a good way. And with all the proof you give in this site, you'll reach your comfortable spot. It's a mind frell to find yourself in a different body, it's tough to believe your partner when they expound on how they love you not the body, the body is just icing on the cake and new things are fun to explore (as my husband keeps saying. If I can just remember and get that drilled in myself it will ease the panic.). The weirdest part of dealing with body changes with a partner for me is rather having my own beliefs for others toss at me to try and accept thing. As a bi gal, I always fell for the person, the personality, the soul. The body? That was just a perk and a playground I loved to explore either direction. Any direction. Nothing like having your own deeds and beliefs and comments toss right back at you! And Jamie... um. If you see this, and don't think it's too strange, drop me a line. Not to bum out the rest of the board but I'll say this. My daughter didn't die, and I found her parents before she got here but ah. Some scary similarities popping up here... and yes. I pray. I pray a lot. Maybe not the 'normal' way. But yes so thank you. And I'm working my way towards that. And last? Seriously. Anyone on this site who reads through this nonsense (mine- Jes? Is awesome. I'm the one babbling on her page) and feels the desire to talk - the email is up there and I'm a good responder to emails. And I'm honestly wanting to be there for people not looking for folks to whinge about my life. Promise. Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06185436739526161223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-26686889996351128512013-05-06T12:02:51.352-07:002013-05-06T12:02:51.352-07:00Jenna.. my thoughts are with you! I'm 6'...Jenna.. my thoughts are with you! I'm 6'1" and have always been "The Amazon". I lost over 230lbs, had a son die at birth, where I gained 80lbs during the pregnancy, and thought I'd never be normal again. I had a tummy tuck and then three months later flipped my car six times and shredded every muscle in my stomach-- I was told no matter how much working out I did, I would need another surgery to removed the excess skin. In 2011, I spent a month in the hospital because I got a lapband and it eroded.. due to the infection that the doctor had never seen before in person or in textbook, I had 80% of my stomach removed, got septic two days later, had a second surgery, my lungs collapsed, and I had a feeding tube for 43 days where I wasn't even allowed an ice cube to put in my mouth.. to this day I vomit on a daily basis, just because I can't eat some things. What for? All because I wanted to be like everyone else. From childhood I have been TORTURED for being too tall, too fat, too loud (where I overcompensate for hating my own skin), too funny, too this and too that. Right now I'm in a relationship and we will get married-- he loves me with all his heart and some days I get out of the shower and he sees me naked and I get that little voice in my head that sceams "cover up FATTIE" or we will see a skinny, good looking babe and that voice comes out again "oh god, why would he want you lardo when he could have her".. these demons we fight may always be with us but there has to be a point in our lives when we say Fuck them (seriously). I don't want to die trying to be what is someone else's "normal".. the "normal" skinny, the "normal" flat stomach. MY NORMAL is a size 12 and if I make a joke about playing peek a boo with the excess fat on my upper arm, Damnit I earned it and if someone thinks it's gross.. ya know what, I wouldn't wish for them to walk a damn SECOND in my shoes because they couldn't handle the load I have to bare. And it's just that. I don't know if you're the praying type or not-- but I pray that you somehow find a peace that you can deal with and a comfort you can embrace. <br /><br />ugottahavehart.blogspot.comJamie Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08647695451924710359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-22378989027957817692013-05-04T20:08:09.937-07:002013-05-04T20:08:09.937-07:00You're a rock star.You're a rock star.Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-51578307530720976002013-05-04T20:08:00.987-07:002013-05-04T20:08:00.987-07:00Good for you. I identify with everything you'v...Good for you. I identify with everything you've said. I hope it all changes this year:)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-60916706866534457242013-05-04T20:07:24.872-07:002013-05-04T20:07:24.872-07:00<3 I have a couch for you to crash on;)<3 I have a couch for you to crash on;)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-69206271311473923902013-05-04T20:07:03.469-07:002013-05-04T20:07:03.469-07:00You're an inspiration to everyone as well. Kee...You're an inspiration to everyone as well. Keep showing off what you got. <3Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-52224268739754300322013-05-04T20:06:02.540-07:002013-05-04T20:06:02.540-07:00You always have permission to do whatever you want...You always have permission to do whatever you want because you're a grown ass person and you choose. But if you ever forget that... I'll be here:)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-68449929698526207252013-05-04T20:05:14.249-07:002013-05-04T20:05:14.249-07:00THANKS!THANKS!Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-84347575102957326372013-05-04T20:05:02.881-07:002013-05-04T20:05:02.881-07:00^^^ WHAT YOU JUST SAID. YES!^^^ WHAT YOU JUST SAID. YES!Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-27944993976281648662013-05-04T20:04:27.187-07:002013-05-04T20:04:27.187-07:00I started out tattooing places of my body I hated....I started out tattooing places of my body I hated... Starting with myt arms and side and ending with my feet. It worked!!Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-56697862188393111612013-05-04T20:03:36.062-07:002013-05-04T20:03:36.062-07:00You're sweet, it's just me taking pictures...You're sweet, it's just me taking pictures of me:)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-16632832437281324702013-05-04T20:03:10.379-07:002013-05-04T20:03:10.379-07:00UGH, I wrote a long ass reply and it cut out. It s...UGH, I wrote a long ass reply and it cut out. It said this in a not-so-nutshell: Thank you for sharing. body dynamics in a relationship make it even harder. I wonder if i'll be as accepting of my body if i lose weight because of healthy living. I have to learn to love myself fat/thin, sharp/grown out hair, lots of limbs/missing limbs, young/really old and THAT is the kind of self love I'm working on. Good luck to both of us? :) xoxoJes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-22480003203175884092013-05-04T19:40:32.660-07:002013-05-04T19:40:32.660-07:00Target! They are always too small on the boobs, bu...Target! They are always too small on the boobs, but this one was close enough...;)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-32974690776752756742013-05-04T19:39:59.255-07:002013-05-04T19:39:59.255-07:00With dollar billz:(With dollar billz:(Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-8409530260792084902013-05-04T19:39:37.257-07:002013-05-04T19:39:37.257-07:00"Choose the right" it's a mormon say..."Choose the right" it's a mormon saying that pretty much includes getting tattoos as "choosing the wrong" ;)Jes The Militant Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14842115723190733209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-63489308778812940292013-05-04T12:04:03.741-07:002013-05-04T12:04:03.741-07:00I spent hours perusing your blog last night and yo...I spent hours perusing your blog last night and you know what came of it? Me buying two new dresses today that push me out of my comfort zone and *gasp* show my legs! Thank you, dear...Michelle Wingohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15772475715977275863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-11362009752419065732013-05-03T12:36:44.352-07:002013-05-03T12:36:44.352-07:00I am a thick girl that has battled with an eating ...I am a thick girl that has battled with an eating disorder for years. My self esteem was non-existent up till about a year ago. I'm still building myself back up, but I no longer wear sweaters in July to cover my "armpit fat" (yeah...I even though my armpits were fat. *sigh*). I have been in treatment and therapy and my husband is so completely supportive. It is hotter than hell right now and you can bet your ass that I will be wearing sleeveless tops this year! I love your blog and you are gorgeous! Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13975962919826234944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4055363314023822240.post-38740506679754051882013-05-03T12:35:13.333-07:002013-05-03T12:35:13.333-07:00I'm working on it, truly. But it is very much ...I'm working on it, truly. But it is very much like what you describe fearing. I was... I was a laughing Amazonian Gypsy. The busty wench in the front of the fire. (I'm a Rennie who has worked as a costumer - just so the odd explanation makes sense and I don't sound like some kind of time traveler!) A DD from 12, then on to a HH, now back down to what feels so odd a 'mere' DDD. Which is so strange to be 'only' that as an adult when I nearly surpassed it by 15. I weirdly always loved my body as it was. It is so... surreal to be in this form. Still too long, still too tall, but now... 'neither fish nor fowl nor good red me is I'. What truly makes it odd is my brain is still wired to perceive myself as I was (I literally had to walk OUT of my pants to realize I had gone from the 18's I was to the size 8's my husband tossed over the dressing room door. Thank the gods I was wear a correspondingly oversized top - because when I stepped on the hem of my pants and... I believe the technical term would be I "shucked myself" and the knickers went with the jeans. A short fitted top - would have meant my immediate immigration from the country! My husband walked me into a clothing store and wouldn't let me leave until I could hand over the old pants to go to goodwill.) but others so don't. I've lost a few social friends from it, like I've broken some unspoken 'big girl' code. Like a traitor to the clan. I've not that Amazon anymore... but I also don't match any other tribe. I'll get back, I'll get it figured out and I'll get the good stuff back one day. I'm blessed - my husband won't let me run too far. He laughs when my head starts to get too crazy and dark and just grabs me all the easier, tosses me over his shoulder and says that at least now I'm far easier to catch when my head starts to run, and to carry when he wants to keep me safe. I'll get there. I have a feeling going through this site is going to be a big step of that, so thank you. More then I think you will ever really know.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06185436739526161223noreply@blogger.com