Yeah, you read that right! Your eyes do not deceive you... Long Live the Mother Fuckin FUPA!
May the Fat Upper Pussy Area reign forever!
I am a fat woman with a fat body, that includes fat thighs, a fat stomach, a fat face, fat arms and a Fat. Upper. Pussy. Area.
And my God, I am on the verge of turning 33 thus by my calculations, it has taken me well over 21 summers to FINALLY look forward to the summer.
I am at my heaviest I've been in my adult life, 210lbs if you must know- AND I am finally wearing shorts without shame!
And for the first time in sooooooooo many, many, many, many, many, many... Well you get the gist... It has been years since I looked forward to bathing suit season for the actual bathing suits.
As we officially come to mark the end of summer I would like to share that loving myself is a continuous journey.
There are days I wish I were as fat as the days when I thought I was "fat" - at 163lbs.
And then there are days that I simply thank God for my ability to breathe, walk, dance and have an able body.
The feelings go back and forth but at the end of the day what I want the most is to accept myself and to have others respect it as well.
I want to yell it from rooftops; "who gives a fucking rats ass what the fuck you weigh and what the fuck you eat?"
Who gives two shits?!?!?!?
Do you want to juice the rest of your life because it gives you energy? Do it sister!
Do you want to eat all the fries at the bottom of the McDs bag? Do it sister!
Do you like to work out? Do it sister!
Do you like to vegge out in front of the TV watching the latest housewives episode? Do it sister!
Do you contemplate plastic surgery? Do it sister!
Do you embrace your stretch marks and cellulite? Do it sister!
Whatever you do, just check your toxicity at the door.
Toxicity: "do you know how many calories are in that- I haven't worked out in months - I feel so fat - If I get any fatter... Blah-blah-blah... WITHOUT EVER CONSIDERING THE FAT PEOPLE'S FEELINGS AROUND YOU!
Check your privilege at the door.
Privilege: "Time, money, energy, attitude, mental capacity, good genes, etc. etc. etc" MEANWHILE EXPECTING THE FAT PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE TO COMMISERATE BECAUSE THEY'RE SO MUCH MORE GODDAMN FAT THAN YOU...SO THEY GET IT? RIGHT?
Think of the countless years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds, milliseconds, you and the countless women spending their time thinking their only worth or beauty can be found within colonized beauty standards...
And then think about the outstanding women who have said,"who gives two shits?"
Who say, "I am beautiful." And that's it, no explanation, no thoughtful blog to elaborate...
AND STILL I implore you, think about her journey and the lengths it takes to reach that self-affirmation.
To be able to say unequivocally "I am beautiful" no irony, no joke, no excuses.
She isn't brave - she is empowered.
She hasn't found her voice - she is making room for voice.
She doesn't have to explain herself - she just post the pictures below... And says long live the FUPA!
So may my FUPA and your FUPA and FUPAs everywhere live cozy and warm until the next Summer!
That is all -
'Til next time -
Toodles,
Lilly
PS- if you're wondering why are there so many mirror selfies- the hubby asked that I not bug him for pics - and since "vacation Lilly" is more aggreeable... I had no choice but to take the obligatory selfie when you have a floor length mirror and a stubborn hubby ;-)
PSS- I really wish my hubby had at least photographed my many #ootd maybe I'll just photograph them at home - in the middle of fall? 🤔
May the Fat Upper Pussy Area reign forever!
I am a fat woman with a fat body, that includes fat thighs, a fat stomach, a fat face, fat arms and a Fat. Upper. Pussy. Area.
And my God, I am on the verge of turning 33 thus by my calculations, it has taken me well over 21 summers to FINALLY look forward to the summer.
I am at my heaviest I've been in my adult life, 210lbs if you must know- AND I am finally wearing shorts without shame!
And for the first time in sooooooooo many, many, many, many, many, many... Well you get the gist... It has been years since I looked forward to bathing suit season for the actual bathing suits.
As we officially come to mark the end of summer I would like to share that loving myself is a continuous journey.
There are days I wish I were as fat as the days when I thought I was "fat" - at 163lbs.
And then there are days that I simply thank God for my ability to breathe, walk, dance and have an able body.
The feelings go back and forth but at the end of the day what I want the most is to accept myself and to have others respect it as well.
I want to yell it from rooftops; "who gives a fucking rats ass what the fuck you weigh and what the fuck you eat?"
Who gives two shits?!?!?!?
Do you want to juice the rest of your life because it gives you energy? Do it sister!
Do you want to eat all the fries at the bottom of the McDs bag? Do it sister!
Do you like to work out? Do it sister!
Do you like to vegge out in front of the TV watching the latest housewives episode? Do it sister!
Do you contemplate plastic surgery? Do it sister!
Do you embrace your stretch marks and cellulite? Do it sister!
Whatever you do, just check your toxicity at the door.
Toxicity: "do you know how many calories are in that- I haven't worked out in months - I feel so fat - If I get any fatter... Blah-blah-blah... WITHOUT EVER CONSIDERING THE FAT PEOPLE'S FEELINGS AROUND YOU!
Check your privilege at the door.
Privilege: "Time, money, energy, attitude, mental capacity, good genes, etc. etc. etc" MEANWHILE EXPECTING THE FAT PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE TO COMMISERATE BECAUSE THEY'RE SO MUCH MORE GODDAMN FAT THAN YOU...SO THEY GET IT? RIGHT?
Think of the countless years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes, seconds, milliseconds, you and the countless women spending their time thinking their only worth or beauty can be found within colonized beauty standards...
And then think about the outstanding women who have said,"who gives two shits?"
Who say, "I am beautiful." And that's it, no explanation, no thoughtful blog to elaborate...
AND STILL I implore you, think about her journey and the lengths it takes to reach that self-affirmation.
To be able to say unequivocally "I am beautiful" no irony, no joke, no excuses.
She isn't brave - she is empowered.
She hasn't found her voice - she is making room for voice.
She doesn't have to explain herself - she just post the pictures below... And says long live the FUPA!
Swimsuit is from Swimsuits for all x Gabi Fresh - I bought it at the beginning of the summer and am still just as in love with it as when I first spotted it!
This one piece is more of my comfort level; 1. It has thick straps to hold my boobies
2. The straps are adjustable - so I can decide whether to leave the girls high or low
3. The rouching and the florals are my ultimate comfort level for bathing suits
The suit is from Modcloth
Now - this suit is still a one piece suit BUT it is way out of my comfort zone! The boobies were just there with no support (and the week I bought this, I had just finished reading a powerful piece about natural saggy boobs) and what can I say? A little liquid encouragement made me click all the way through the purchase page.
And the back of the bathing suit was to die for and I almost didn't purchase because it I going to "risk" showing my love handles but again! Who gives two shots!
The bathing suit is from Modcloth and the sheer skirt is from Swimsuits for all x Gabi Fresh.
So may my FUPA and your FUPA and FUPAs everywhere live cozy and warm until the next Summer!
That is all -
'Til next time -
Toodles,
Lilly
PS- if you're wondering why are there so many mirror selfies- the hubby asked that I not bug him for pics - and since "vacation Lilly" is more aggreeable... I had no choice but to take the obligatory selfie when you have a floor length mirror and a stubborn hubby ;-)
PSS- I really wish my hubby had at least photographed my many #ootd maybe I'll just photograph them at home - in the middle of fall? 🤔
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