Dress a Day is daily reading, and this, friends, is why.
Why is “fat” automatically the one thing that must be avoided? I’m not talking “need to be airlifted from house for medical attention,” fat, I’m talking “fifteen extra pounds from a crappy winter” fat. (Not that the degree really matters.) Why, of all the aesthetic choices that can be made, is “slim” the one that has to be prioritized? Why am I not asking myself, first and foremost, “Does this make me look unhappy?” or “Does this make me look boring?” or “Does this make me look fashion-victimy?” or “Does this make me look like a visiting space alien, and not in the sexy lamé-bikini-and-boots way?”
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