I never keep track of my menses so whenever I get my period it’s a total surprise, like “ohhhhh so THAT’S why I was so sad and ate so much chocolate this weekend!”
artist, designer, advertising art director, feminist, writer, thinker, fat activist and body/size acceptance advocate from the outskirts of detroit.
founder of the blog/community redefining body image.
documenting life, collecting special nothings, words, pictures, and language. thinking, thinking, and thinking some more. open book, you know the kind.
engaged to be married to a scottish fellow. we have been in love for over 5 years. i talk about him a lot when we have to spend long periods of time apart. i talk about him a lot anyway because he is the best part of my life.
i am often disarmed by ruminating thoughts, mental malfunctions and fickle skin.
i express and i am honest.
good enough.
founder of the blog/community redefining body image.
documenting life, collecting special nothings, words, pictures, and language. thinking, thinking, and thinking some more. open book, you know the kind.
engaged to be married to a scottish fellow. we have been in love for over 5 years. i talk about him a lot when we have to spend long periods of time apart. i talk about him a lot anyway because he is the best part of my life.
i am often disarmed by ruminating thoughts, mental malfunctions and fickle skin.
i express and i am honest.
good enough.
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