When I look in the mirror, I see my body exactly where it is at this moment. It’s not at its heaviest, or at it’s skinniest, but it’s beautiful, and it’s mine. And though I can accept myself as I am in this moment, I can also recognize the dangerRead more
My tangled infatuation with words began as a little girl. At 18 months old, I picked up a pen and started copying letters from Sesame Street, as I got older the scribbled letters turned into words, which turned into sentences, and then into stories. The thing I like about words,Read more
Dear Oprah, This morning I logged into instagram and saw a picture from your magazine that was immediately disappointing. Are you aware that by publishing such a narrow-minded response to your reader’s question you are participating in body shaming and contributing to society’s damaging stereotypes about fashion and women’s bodies?Read more
So I guess I am a Tinder-er, well I was. Reluctantly so. The whole online dating thing is exhausting. You see a picture, decide that it suits your fancy, you strike up a converstaion with someone who decided that you suit their fancy. You ask about everything from their jobRead more
OK Darling, it’s time for a double dog dare (sorry for all the alliteration, it felt so right as I typed it). Anyway… I dare you to ditch your full-length mirror for two weeks. Yup, hide that sucker under your bed. Why? I’m so glad you asked. How many times doRead more
I struggle with enough-ness. I realize that’s not really a word… but to me, whether or not it’s in Webster’s doesn’t make it any less real. I couldn’t sleep the other night. I imagined what it would feel like to be good enough for the people around me. How would dating beRead more
It’s hard to go to the gym when you know you’re going to be poked and prodded by words you never thought anyone would have the audacity to speak to you.
I was being bullied.Read more