FATshion Journal Blog by Lilly

Note: I started writing this blog in March while on our way Home to the Happiest Place on Earth ---days before resigning from my job of six years... I’ve always enjoyed my time sitting at a desk looking out a window… Which is probably why as I sit thousands of feet above the sky I am inspired to pull out my laptop (That I’ve packed to finish work emails – on my day off)  but  as I type those words- I’ve chosen to f*ck that sh*t – I am going to use my laptop to blog! I am a little  conflicted on where to start –  I’ve had these thoughts, these words, this blog on my mind for a long time… (Clears throat: it has been well over a year since my last blogpost) I haven’t written for fun in ages and I know myself well enough to know that I shouldn’t have taken such a long break from journaling/blogging (Friendly FYI – I maintain a handwritten journal in addition to my blog) But even before the summer 2019 I stopped all forms of journaling completely – I insta-s...

When I say don't call me Coco... What I simply mean is, don't call me a Coconut... And no, that's not a reference to being nuts and/or crazy... It's a reference to what someone nicknamed me while I was on a trip in D.C. On this trip to D.C. I was the only brown kid out of 175 HS students from all over the US who were granted a week to explore politics and journalism- at that time I thought I was going to be a journalist... Well, on this trip my roommates were three white girls from Florida, Connecticut and New Hampshire. And one of them coined me Coco, short for Coconut because according to her, I was brown on the outside but "white" in the inside. For a long time I wore that nickname/badge with honor...Like yay! I have assimilated well enough to be considered like them. (Now let's clarify, Like them, but never one of them) BUT now... I'm not too sure how to interpret that nickname- I struggle with what it means to be...