Friday, 30 August 2013

Practicing Some Body Positivity/Getting My Chubby Bingo Wings Out


As far as I've come with learning to love my body as it is right now there is one (technically two) thing (s) that no matter how hard I try, I cannot make peace with. Those things are my upper arms. I like to call them chubby but in reality they're more than chubby, they're fat. And they're not the firm sort of fat, they're the sort of fat that if I wave I'm likely to create an earthquake somewhere along the equator. They're dimply and they occasionally do that funny red discoloured thing. On top of that I also have some pretty unsightly scarring on my arms from some mentals and lots under my arms from evil, evil under the skin cysts I get that are supposedly linked to my PCOS (though I'm not convinced). So, getting my arms out in general is pretty unpleasant. If I do manage to do it I tend to spend the day with my elbows firmly pressed into my sides like that ridiculous deodorant advert. 

I love chubby arms on other people. I think they're cute and squishy and I love them. Case in point, the gorgeous Tess Munster. Just look at them, lovely arms!

Photo belongs to Erika Nelly
Mine though, no. Occasionally though I get little bursts of confidence and I feel brave enough to give it a go. The main reason for this particular surge of confidence was knowing I was going to spend the day with one of my bestest, most dearest friends, Victoria. She is marvelous in many ways but she is also my biggest body supporter and doesn't stand for any body negativity. In fact in the 3 days she was here (she normally resides in Amsterdam, boooo) I tackled two of my biggest body fears; getting my arms out and going bare legged in a dress that doesn't cover my knees. And do you know what happened when I did both of those things? Nothing. Absolutely bloody nothing. Nobody laughed at me, nobody pointed at me, nobody told me to put my disgusting fleshy mess away. Life went on as normal. Except that I felt a little bit taller and a little bit stronger.

And so, here they are. Along with an uncomfortable face.

Dimpled and discoloured they may be, but they're mine. 
I should really do my roots...
Cute as a cupcake!
Dress from South at Very

Handbag from Accessorize
Sparkly cupcake necklace from Pieces of the Past

*Breathes* Be nice...

Love,
Mrs D x

ps. If you're into body positive stuff (and if not, why the hell not?!) have a look at my Tumblr.
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14 comments

  1. Thanks! Get yours out, I guarantee it won't be as bad as you think! xx

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  2. Wow this is an amazing post, You look so incredibly good, just made me realise that no one else probably even notices the things about my body I'm uncomfortable with/paranoid about. Brains are really bad about creating huge issues out of absolutely nothing.

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    1. I didn't know you read my blog :) Brains are definitely funny things. When I think about it I can't think of one time that I've looked at someone in the street and felt disgust or as though I want them to put whatever it is away so why on earth we think people feel that about us is very odd!

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  3. Goodness I do like Tess, she is just amazing! you are beautiful, It's funny isn't it? how the rest of the world keeps going and no-one notices the things we may worry about, your dress is blooming lovely by the way x

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    1. Thank you :) Tess was the first plus size woman I was ever aware of who openly loved herself and put herself out there so she'll always have a special place in my heart. xx

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  4. :oD And the only reason I was able to wear those shorts and not give a monkeys was because I was with you. I wish half the world were so supportive, then we could go out wearing whatever we like and feel comfortable in it all the time.
    As always, you're utterly beautiul. Every part of you is beautiful, including your luscious arms. Creamy squishy goodness.
    Xxx

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    1. :D But your legs are gorgeous and DAT ASS. So silly. xxx

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  5. You look gorgeous! And your arms? Can't even tell anything is "wrong" with them. I am right along with you. I am ALWAYS wearing cardigans or coverups, and I have mastered this move Where I swing my arm back and forward so that my fat gets tucked in and I can walk without feeling my flab is hanging out! haha it's terrible. I'm new to this body positive fat acceptance stuff but I fully think we can be body positive and still want to change :) And btw, as beautiful as Tess is (isn't she though?!) just know that everyone in the modeling industry has most likely been under the Photoshop microscope :) Keep your head up and get your arms out there!

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    1. YES! I do that haha. Even for those photos I still half tucked the flabby bit in, how bloomin' silly. xx

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  6. Thank you gorgeous! See, it's odd for me to think that you could have anything you didn't always love about yourself because you're so confident. It's funny the things we think that nobody else even notices! xx

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  7. Argh, I'm glad someone else gets those too, I hate them. You should try it :) Let's start an arm revolution!

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  8. Thank you lovely :) My photos should be back now, I hope! xx

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  9. I've only just found your blog and having a quick look around I enjoyed what I've seen. Sweetheart you may have a few extra pounds, and who doesn't, you are beautiful. I love the dress you're wearing, you are one of the few, in my opinion, people who can carry wearing red lipstick. I love your 'vintage' dress from Sainsburys it looks great on you, your hair looks fantastic in that style and not a lot of people can pull that off.
    If we were all a perfect size 10-12 wouldn't life be very boring, hold your head up, walk out in the confidence that you look beautiful and you are. :0)

    Peg x

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  10. Well done! I remember the first time I posted full length outfit photos, I expected something...and nothing happened, nobody realised how big a thing it was for me and that was great, because it gave me the confidence to just carry on. My issue with baring my arms is that my bra is usually hanging out strappy dresses (I've got that one you're wearing here) or armholes gape on me because my boobs are out of proportion to my arms, so that's usually why I wear a cardi.

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