Breathe Deep.......FIRE.

Ok I have some things to talk about.

I finally got some sleep. And I am drinking a huge cup of tasty iced coffee. The only iced coffee drink I like is a vente (that's 20 oz for you coffee noobs) iced Americano with a half shot of vanilla. That's it.

Now that I am breathing, I am caffineated, I am prepared to quote the goat from Hoodwinked.

Fat girls, yes I am talking to you ladies. We need to talk.

You know I love you right? Of course I do. I want you to be healthy and happy. What I am not digging however is the number of you getting your hate on. You know who you are.

I watched a bit of Joy Nash's Fat Rant on Youtube (no links, if you can't google that you need a new hobby) and I watched some of the response videos. If I see one more cutie pie double chinned diva start out with the sentiment that "I'm SO tired of skinny girls" or the like. Mama is going to hand out some whoopings.

This is not ok behaviour. It is not cute, it is not the stance of an empowered enlightened fully functional woman. This my loves, is douche baggery. As we ALL should know by now that feeling good about yourself does not mean you get to run rampant being an asshole. And yes, it counts as being an asshole.

Regardless of your weight putting other people down is not a good thing to do. Also really, you're not helping the cause when you do that. Especially if you're working any sort of Size Acceptance angle. Size acceptance does not mean only the people your size it means everyone.

Can we agree that being a dickhead is just not going to cut it?

Next up.

The pink thing. I read about this via Ms. Sara over at F-Words, there is some study that says that women prefer pink. Read that at Reuters here. For the record, I personally have never been a lover of pink. Even as a little girl the only pink things I loved were my Strawberry Shortcake dolls and my Strawberry Shortcake record player. And I really don't care about this issue.

Actually let me restate that, I don't see why it's important to spend money on. I don't know how it works in the UK but in the US people get grants for this sort of thing. I really don't give a good goddamn who prefers what color and why. Really I don't, aren't there like 9 million other more important things a person could study?

I'm no expert but that seems silly to me. And then to debate it seems, yes silly.

I totally blame the lovely Ms Rotund for this next thing. I blame her entirely. I blame her for enabling me to get all addicted to Polyvore. You can make little photo collages of outfits and I fucking love it. Go look at some of mine. I think I like it even more than I like Stylehive and you all know how much I love Stylehive.

I find it even more amusing since one of my sets got a comment of "eww" from some random person. That made me giggle.

So go look at that and behold how I would dress if it weren't for things like weather, finances and whatnot.

Hrm.

I was going to talk about underwear but I suddenly don't really feel like it since I'm not actually wearing any.

OH wait I bought some stuff from the enormo Torrid sale going on right now. I am going to HAVE PANTS. I'm excited. And since One Hung Low (also known as the Uniballer) found my old semi crapass digital camera there may be photographic evidence of me wearing butt covers. Maybe.

I think that's about it for right now.

Homo Out.

Stumble It!

Stab...eye...now please kthnks

I am having a cluster headache type thing going on in my left eye today. And it's really not making me want to do anything aside from jam a sharp object in my eye.

I've been a sufferer of various types of migraines for most of my life. The kind I have right now isn't a classic cluster headache. More like a migraine and a clusterheadache had babies and are beating said babies to death in my head.

When the eye pain abates that whole side of my head aches dully.

The combination of the two makes me feel kind of suicidal. It's not good for the being sane thing at all.

I have had migraines so bad I really very seriously wanted to die but, it's not one of those thankfully. I remember seeing on I think it was 20/20 years and years ago (probably mid-late eighties) video footage of a man with a migraine who was bashing his head into walls and floors. I remember at the time I was terrified thinking that guy must be insane. Years later I have actually done the same thing.

Being a frequent migraine sufferer is a really shit thing. Times like this I cannt make decent or clear decisions. I feel violent and-

The above was actually from Weds. I am feeling better now and I had to stay home yesterday so as not to want to put my head through a wall.

I slept off hte worst of it so yay.

Things that make a good Friday great.

Someone I see daily taking me aside to ask if I've been sneaking off and getting peels on my face. Said gay boy saying that my face looks "fucking amazing, and like you've been getting peels you bitch." No I haven't gotten a peel. I have been wearing Bare escentuals bare minerals foundation and have mastered using it. So yes, my skin looks like the motherfucking hot sex.

This foundation along with the Mineral Veil type stuff from Fyrinae and hot fucking damn. I've also been taking MSM for a few months and it has improved the tone and look of my skin. I'm really enjoying myself.

Since I've been wearing good make up I've been experimenting with color and things. Today I've got sparkly black all around my eye and gold on the browbone. A lovely cherry scented lipgloss called Carnal on my lips. A nice pinky red.

The embargo on pants continues. I'm wearing a calf length crinkly circle skirt, a black babydoll to with sparklies across the boobs and my new cardigan from Torrid. The cardigan is actually cuter in person. The velvet ties on the front have some sequins on them but not too many. And I got it onsale for 9.99. So no, Torrid and I have not broken up but she is still a fucking bitch since I cannot buy pants there.

I have also found a source for tights that are still a bit pricy but, I'm told the quality makes up for it.

I am considering lifting my embargo on wearing panties. I found some very cute looking microfiber booty short type drawers that might work for me in a non irritating type fashion.

I make no promises. I still hate wearing underwear.

And no I am not wearing any right now.

Does that make you hot?

I thought so.

Okay I think I'm about spent. Time for water and um...maybe a snack of some sort.

Homo Out

Stumble It!