I wish plus sized fashion chains didn’t use language like ” tummy concealer” and “problem area” and my personal fav “provides extra camouflage” like what fucking camouflage?? I’m a fat chick at the beach not a fucking sniper in the jungle can you please not insult your core demo so blatantly
You are not stupid.
You are not ugly.
You are not worthless.
You are not weak.
You are not a burden.
Your mental illness is lying to you.
Fuck.
Also:
No you’re not bothering me. (Yes I’m serious.)
You’re not dumb.
You have great ideas.
Your smile isn’t ugly.
Neither is your laugh.
Yes people love you. No they’re not lying. Yes really.
YOU ARE NOT BOTHERING ME.
You don’t need to apologize, I actually AM very interested in our conversation.
YOU DON”T NEED TO APOLOGIZE FOR EXISTING.
in addition: yes i love you and your existence
Uhm… I really fucking needed to see this.
Yes, I am happy to hear from you.
You look nice today.
No, you aren’t being annoying.
Tell me more about the things you like, I’m interested in what you have to say.
If you changed your mind and can’t handle going out, we can hang out at home instead, I really don’t mind and I’m not mad at you.
Yes, I am really honestly happy that you’re here!
I think you’re pretty great actually.
Needed this and BOOSTING
needed this.
ALL OF THIS
Side note: if you tell me to stop apologizing, I will apologize for apologizing so much
Lady Gaga in an epic moment at the 2016 Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.
I C O N I C
You can wear Nikes and feel like the best version of yourself. But you can have on a Zara pant, right? And a girl walks in with the Celine version, and you feel like shit. That is the problem. I’m talkin’ about us, the new slaves, the people who love fashion. I’m talking about us, you know? ‘Cause I’m a slave to it. I love it. I love it! I loved it since age five, when my mama brought me to a discount fur spot. She asked me what I like, and everything I liked was too expensive for us.
