Conversations

So my dad and I are watching Say Yes to the Dress, which we watch exclusively to be shocked by poor taste and high price tags, and someone said something about how no one is comfortable in their body. My father turns to me.
"I dont believe that. I'm comfortable in my body."
"I think they mean women." I said. He regarded me thoughfully.
"Arnt you happy in your body? You worked so hard of it, and take such good care of it."
And then the happy thought hit me. I am comfortable in my body. Sometimes I feel odd or awkward, and sometimes I dislike parts of me, but that always passes.
I think I look great, and I feel great too.
"Yeah, I am. Very much so."


First time I've ever really felt that. Its spectacular.

Thoughts

So I really like to read a bunch of body positive blogs. They're good for the brain, and good for the perceptions. I've found that Manolo for the Big Girl is one such blog. The fabulous ladies of Manolo and I do not share a whole lot in common style wise (I cannot stand in heels. They and I shall not be together ever), but they've got wisdom and common sense coming out of their ears. Plus they're funny, and insightful, and, best of all, they know that a Big Girl is mostly additute, so even though I am no longer a size that would be considered big, I feel just as included in the advice and comments as anyone. Body acceptance means accepting it at any size, and they are awesome about it.
So recently one of them posted thisarticle, which I loved, about what style items would be copied if someone else was to do a "costume" of her. Cool idea. I may have to try that.