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brown folks doin it
Les Fleurs
Photography by Spencer Charles
I love this. In the last one it looks like the hand is bewitching the petals.
I’m way more emotional than i should be.
(Source: http://black-supremafeminist.tumblr.com/)
I had so many reservations about submitting this, but then I remembered how far I’ve come since I started following Chubby Bunnies. When I started following around 4 years ago, I would have never dared leave my house looking like this, let alone march in a PARADE! I have so much gratitude for the lovely ladies that are so confident and that leak power from their pores. So I’m submitting this for myself and as a thank you to all of you. Guts, Glitter & Glory my fair ladies!
Shot at the 33rd Annual Coney Island Mermaid Parade with the Punk Rock Mermaids
Jacket altered but bought from Forever 21 (like, three years ago)
Bikini Top by AVA & VIV
Tutu bought from The Tutu Factory (a little pricey but amazing if you can shell out the extra bucks)
All of the embellishments were hand done <3
omgomgomg! This makes me so happy! Look how amazing they look!!
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“Dad, I’m fat. Boys don’t like fat girls.” I remember saying to my father. Entering 9th grade at a size 16 was scarier than I can express. I stared at myself in every mirror I passed. Not as a matter of vanity, but because of anxiety. I was self conscious. Not only was I heavy, but I was dark. A problem that plagued neither of my siblings.
“Boys don’t like fat girl?!” My dad replied. “They are boys, Candy. Not men yet. They don’t even know who they are and who they want to be. How can you expect them to know what they like?” He grabbed my hand before I left the house. “You better ask yourself do you like it Candy. That’s the only thing that matters. They don’t know it yet. But you are special and made to be adored. Boys like girls who like themselves. You teach people how to feel about you. Everyone. Everyone will love you.”
I took those words and I grew with them. Step one: adore myself. I made a commitment to myself that no matter how big or small I would be I would love myself and adore myself first. The hardest thing I had to do was to walk past those size 2s and 4s on my way to my desk that first day. But the easiest thing I’ve ever done was to walk past those same faces to accept my crown as Prom Queen at a size 18. They did grow to love me.Happy Big Girl Appreciation Day.
We are all made to be adored. 👑Oh, btw. It turns out boys don’t like fat girls. THEY LOVE THEM. 💋💋
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