|Sweater ::: c/o Deb Shops|
Pants ::: JCP
Shoes ::: Just Fab (old)
Necklace ::: Etsy
Clutch ::: eBay
Musings of a Curvy Lady
I can't keep up with this wacky weather we are having in Jacksonville. One week we are freezing out in the 20s and the next we blazing in the 80s! How I miss having a real cold December. With limited fall nights I take advantage of wearing anything remotely seasonal with any gentle passing of a breeze through the River City. But who am I kidding?! That breeze I felt earlier to try and justify wearing this fuzzy sweater was long gone! Oh well ...
I love a good monochromatic outfit. Wearing one color from head to toe is my go to look when I'm in a jam because it is just so easy to style but still creates a bold statement at the same time. Also it feels good to break the rules and wear white after Labor Day. What a lame rule. In AWE (all white everything) you can't help but stand out. I think I managed to stay clean for all of 2 hours before make up smudges tainted my virgin white look. I am still learning how to master this challenge. Try keeping a Tide pen in your purse for those uh-oh moments.
Thanks for reading!
On Wednesdays We Wear Pink
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Mean Girls has to be one of my favorite high school themed movies of my generation. What's not to love -- it's high school drama adapted for the big screen with a super funny and talented cast featuring the fresh freckled faced Lindsay Lohan at the top of her game and the world of fame (and cocaine) at her feet. It's perfect and you know it's a classic when you can drop lines from the movie in your every day conversations with your friends ... "You go Glenn CoCo." But besides being hilarious and with all the makings of a cult classic it highlighted a major problem that every high school around the nation deals with -- cliques and the unassuming power of the teenage girl. Don't believe me? If I could go undercover as a high school reporter to shine light on teenage female relationships you would be shocked and appalled and also probably entertained because what I described sounds a lot like the story line of the Drew Barrymore comedy Never Been Kissed -- another awesome high school movie.
As an ode to the mean girls of Mean Girls I decided to don a "Wednesdays We Wear Pink" outfit -- done the curvy way of course.
As an ode to the mean girls of Mean Girls I decided to don a "Wednesdays We Wear Pink" outfit -- done the curvy way of course.
|Coat ::: My mother's|
T Shirt/Jeans ::: Torrid
Shoes ::: Shoemint (ON SALE NOW ONLY $20!)
Clutch ::: ASOS (old)
Happy Hump Day!
Saturday, November 30, 2013
So it's been super cold here in Jacksonville and I love it! It's my favorite kind of weather because it's like having natural A/C! I'm forever hot and constantly having to dab my face from the accumulation of the glistening sheen of wetness -- consequences of Floridian humidity. It's kind of a drag. But thankfully we have had a break from the mugginess and have been getting spoiled with the cripness of what could be mistaken for as fall?!
What I love best about this weather is getting to wear an awesome coat. Deb Shops sent over this great military coat and I was so pleased because of the little addition of layered ruffles. It's the perfect combination of toughness and sweetness --- qualities of any fine lady. I wore it over a dress that Deb Shops also sent over. It's the perfect length with a beautiful lattice cutout neckline. Cooler weather also means breaking out tights and I love to play it up with different designs and patterns. I bought these tights on Black Friday 2012. It's a great time to stock up on tights especially if you live in an area with a real fall/winter season.
|Coat/Dress ::: c/o Deb Shops|
Tights ::: Torrid
Shoes/Clutch ::: F21 (old)
Have a great rest of your weekend!
Stay Warm & Lovely
Saturday, November 23, 2013
I am often asked how did I become such a confident person. I guess I can answer that in many ways. For one I am indeed my father's daughter when it comes to being naturally extroverted. I've always felt comfortable around other people and excelled in social settings as a child. My mother who has always been a constant presence of female beauty and strength undoubtedly shaped my views of self worth and fostered self confidence. I've always remembered feeling comfortable in my own skin ... until the day that I was harshly reminded that my body was differently shaped than most.
This happened to me when I was 7 years old. I had begged my mother for dance lessons -- my latest venture I wanted to take on with full force. After weeks of putting up with my constant nagging my mother finally conceded and signed me up for dance lessons at the local studio. All decked out in my leotard and tutu I remembered being so excited to start dance class with the other girls. When I walked into the room my cheesy naive and optimistic smile was met with whispers and laughter hidden behind small petite hands. The other dancers were well ... tiny compared to me and when they looked at my chocolate butterball self donned in dance attire they saw it as a joke. I spent the rest of the dance class trying to keep my head up and refusing to let them see me cry as I tried and unsuccessfully attempted to keep up with the dance routine. You would think I could find some comfort or solace in the eyes of my dance instructor but even she treated me differently -- not outrightly discriminating against me but she was just a little less sweet --- not as kind to me as she was with the rest of my classmates. I then realized because of my weight and how I looked that I was different and being this kind of different wasn't a good thing.
When my mother picked my up that day I told her that I don't think dance was for me. She said exasperated and frustrated that she knew it. But what she didn't know was that my whole world and confidence had been shaken to the core. Never returning to dance class was one of my biggest regrets because it was the first and last time that I allowed anyone to make me feel as if I wasn't good enough because of my body. How many kids have a life changing epiphany at age 7? This forced me to give everything I had to anything I did -- not letting the way I look deter me from doing something that I really wanted to do. So that meant killing my audition for the role in the school play, or rocking my softball uniform with sass on game days and ultimately dominating collegiate student government by becoming class president. But more importantly its when I go out to dance. I walk. I strut. I tick. I tock. I wobble. I drop it like it's hot and have the best time doing it. I'm not tiny... but I love to dance and I don't let my weight become a hindrance. I wish I could tell the 7 year old me that you are good enough and amazing and that there are certain dance moves that you just do way better because of your booty!
With all that being said I have to share that I still struggle internally from time to time with acceptance. I don't necessarily have an issue with a particular body part but I do have an issue with the idea that someone will not try to get to know the fun, outgoing, charismatic me because they are hung up on how I look or rather how I'm supposed to look. I mean being confident shouldn't only belong to the thin and pretty. I don't ever recall anyone asking why my skinny pretty counterparts were so confident. It was something that was obviously natural -- an unwritten innate law. But for me being in this body it's a miracle that I love myself and have self confidence. How does she do it?
This past week I was contacted by the Katie Couric show in NYC to join their studio audience for a taping of a show about body acceptance and loving yourself. They wanted to know what I was insecure about. I was just so excited that they had personally contacted me that I hopped on a plane (thank goodness for frequent flyer miles) and the next thing you know I'm in a green room sharing my insecurity with one of the producers of the show and very soon to Katie Couric and the rest of the studio audience. Talk about pressure. But I'm so glad that I was a part of a show that discusses a topic that is near and dear to my heart. One of the guests of the show was self proclaimed Fat Chic, Jeneatte DePatie -- a plus sized certified fitness instructor. She trains for marathons and triathalons and helps people all over the U.S. learn to love themselves and fitness at any size. It was amazing to meet her and get her input on my insecurity. The show is scheduled to air on December 10th on ABC (check your local listings for times. ) I think it's something that everyone -- male or female, thin or thick should watch. Confidence and self worth should not just be characteristics owned by tiny dancers but of chubby ones too...
And wearing a fabulous custom made dress doesn't hurt either! I'm happy to partner up with eShakti again and this time bring you guys a fabulous giveaway. eShakti is home of affordable custom made 50's inspired pieces in sizes 0-36! The winner will get to choose a product of their choice and have it customized to fit fabulously! Make sure you check out eShakti's New Arrivals and like them & Musings of a Curvy Lady on Facebook and follow eShakti (@eShakti) and myself (@IAmTheCurvyLady) on Twitter. This giveaway is only open to residents of the U.S. & Canada and ends December 7th!
|Dress: c/o Eshakti (similar print)|
Shoes ::: Shoemint
Stay Lovely & Confident
Work of Art
Monday, November 18, 2013
Monet. Degas. Greco. Rembrandt. World renown individuals that have left their mark with a stroke of a paint brush. If you ever have the opportunity to see one of their works in person it truly is an amazing feeling. I wonder if those artists had known at the time that their talent and creative works would be so impressionable to the world.
I've never considered myself talented in the sense that I could write a moving lyric or paint a picture that brings tears to your eyes but I do think I have a hidden talent. I consider appreciating talent to be a noteworthy talent. I can appreciate a work of art whether it is on the wall at the Met or stage play, listening to an acoustic cover or in the pages of Vogue or the street fashions of Jacksonville. But I think the most important and impressionable work of art that I can critique and appreciate is the one that I see in the mirror. My body. My naked body in fact.
Accepting my body for all that it is --- an imperfect work of art has been a journey filled of ah-ha moments and epic failures that have carved, shaped and molded me into the person that I am today. This person that I have become has allowed me to be content and happy in this body -- now. Not waiting till I've reached a goal weight or if my butt was just a little bit smaller. Seeing my body as beautiful is not going to depend on ever having that coveted thigh gap. Chub rub for life.
Although this talent of mine might be seen as unconventional or not even a real talent at all -- I don't think that should take away from its significance. Every young impressionable girl needs positive body acceptance so that they can grow up to be strong and fearless women. Being confident and comfortable in your own skin --- now that's talent!
While I was in NYC my fabulous friend Elizabeth Golden of J'adore Studios and I did a shoot at the famous Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was fun posing as a work of art in such hallowed halls. Thank you Liz for the beautiful pictures!
|Sweater/Skirt ::: ASOS|
Shoes ::: Just Fab
Clutch ::: Charming Charlie
Thanks for reading! Working on a fab giveaway coming soon!
Sunday, November 17, 2013
As I listen to my pandora station heading home from work the other day the wise words of Blink 182's All The Small Things resonates in my mind. "Work sucks. I know." This might ring true to many of you out there but don't get me wrong I am very fortunate and grateful to have a stable job that allows me to support myself and my shoe habit but just bear with me as I digress.
Because of this daily grind that has become the norm of our lives the pressure to get through the end of the work week can leave a girl drained physically and mentally. Many have adopted the "live for the weekend" mentality to counteract the pummeling blows and bruises received from their week usually with a weekend filled with hard partying and late nights. The idea seems reasonable but I never really understood the logic behind it. I mean rationally it's impossible to let off all the steam acquired from five workdays in just 2 1/2 nights and more than likely feel even more drained, tired and probably hungover to start the horrid work week ahead.
Which leads me to explain what I did this weekend which might not seem appealing to most because I do have grandma tendencies (stay in and read a book, drink some wine, listen to Norah Jones as I fold my laundry.) I live such a crazy hectic yet wonderful life that sometimes the best way for me to recover from work is to take the time to enjoy all the small things. Like appreciating a good nap or spending time with friends over good Mexican and even better margaritas, playing Taboo and doing the Wobble. Now that might seem lame or even described as a wasted weekend but it was exactly what I needed to be ready to fight another day in the gladiatorial world of nursing. This is what I wore to meet up with friends for dinner and drinks. A laid back prep look for the weekend gone glam thanks to my new suede red pumps and glossy lips.
|Shirt & Sweater ::: Target|
Boyfriend Jeans ::: Torrid
Pumps ::: Victoria's Secret
Purse ::: Dorothy Perkins (old)
|Pattern Play ::: MIXED PRINTS!|
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday night and have a great week gladiators and