A Love Letter to My Body

Dear body; It's been a whole 26 years with you and my how the time flies. Your frontal cerebral cortex is fully developed, your feet exhibit the hardened callous of a fearless festival-er and earth walker, and your hands are starting to show the wrinkles of hard use - grasping, painting, washing, and embracing. Fear not, dear… Continue reading A Love Letter to My Body

Love.

I often bemoan the internet for being the harbinger of awful, terrible things. Which isn't false... as you know, but it has also bred really great movements, that bring people together. The body positivity movement is one of them. As you know, I have lots to say on how women should unite in a bra-burning-esque… Continue reading Love.

#selflove

The amount of shit I get for wearing leggings and no other style of pant. Let me set the record straight: I will wear leggings if I damn well please and you sir, can go fuck your hat. Yes I'm perfectly okay with the fact that my thighs rub together and I have to replace… Continue reading #selflove