Hey fucking fat/bbw “admirer” and chaser creeps.
I decided that you shit rags should be paying rent if you’re not going to leave me the fuck alone.
Buy me presents or GTFO and GTFO anyway. Make your miserable, meaningless, disgusting, bottom feeding presence useful for once.
I went pants shopping today for, like, five hours at every store in a 10 mile radius of my house that sold a size 18. Not a single pair fit. There were 16’s falling off and 18’s I couldn’t button. 22’s that were cutting off circulation to my calves, and 2 pairs of 20’s from the same store, same brand, same cut, in different colors, that had a difference greater than 2 inches at the waist. The one pair of jeans that fit my butt, my waist, my calves, and weren’t made of tissue paper were, approximately, eight feet too short.
Days like today make me want to light people on fire. I just fucking want a pair of fucking pants. It’s so hard to remember that IT IS NOT MY BODY THAT IS FUCKED UP. It is the manufacturers and the designers who are the fucked up.
Testing out new ootd self-photo possibilities. Damn this orange wall is aggressive.
Shirt: Old Navy XXL
Belt: Target (years ago) XL/XXL
Dress: Dots 1X
Necklace: IGWT (it says “bless this mess”)
Shoes (not pictured): hella cute thrifted multi colored flat braided sandals size 10
5 foot 10, US18/UK22; 48-40-50, 245ish lbs
I’m not giving you attention by publishing your ask because you’re a poisonous waste of space but I’m still going to address your nonsense because I’m terrible at the internet like that.
Those questions are rhetorical. This is not actually a discussion.
Ootd- trying to wear accessories like a adult edition
I don’t get this face but I am otherwise trying to embrace the First Lady Realness of my hair and am wearing hella pearls.
Everything is from Target except my scarf and jewelry those are thrifted or gifts. Cardigan size xl, dress jrs xxl, tights 1x/2x.
I am 5 foot 11, 255ish lbs, 48-40-50 usually a size 18.
Gothshion Gothuary
I’m recovering from a shitty procedure that, on the plus side established that I don’t have cancer, but on the other fucking hurt and has rendered me useless as a human. I am feeling more up to snuff today, so brunch with our brunch crew at Flying Saucer.
Everything’s from Target.
Dress: plus size 2
Sweater: juniors medium
Shoes: size 9. They are slippers. I am wearing them outside. No. Fucks. Given.
5 foot 11, 250lbs, size 18. 48-39-50
Plus Size - Rachel on Flickr.
WOAH I AM SO PRETTY AND ABBY IS A GREAT PHOTOGRAPHER.
WOAH.
5 foot 11, 245lbs, size 18us, 48-40-50
(p.s. yrwelcomefortheupskirt)
I’m so in love with my legs, so in love with the incredible artist who put the perfect bows on them, and so excited for the next tattoo they’re doing for me!!
