I have spent a good portion of this week thinking (and yelling) about body politics. It's been kind of exhausting and in many ways disheartening. I'm just - ugh - I'm not going to talk about it right now, ok? I woke up early this morning filled with ennui and then I remembered the advice that my friend Lindy had given me, which was basically "go to tumblr."
So to tumblr I went and was so happy to find thousands of women who don't - give - a - fuck.
After hours of awesome fashion inspiration, I felt the urge to go shopping. I'm also a gal on a budget, so I decided to hit up Value Village. I woke my mom up with this crazed face.
I know it sounds funny, but I honestly had just about forgotten Value Village existed. I usually only find myself there for Halloween. Value Village during Halloween is a crowded, annoying place. I grab an item for my costume and head out. But five minutes after arriving I realized that I'd been a foolish foolish girl for having stayed away so long and I really needed to make up for lost time.
For some reason, the giant Lynnwood Value Village has like four dressing rooms. So I had a long line of ladies mean-mugging me while I tried on way more than the six items posted on the dressing room door. I ended up with a LOT of great clothes. So many, in fact, that I got tired of putting them on for this blog (lazy) and I'm going to show about 2/3 of them here.
First off, these shoes.
But on to other things! Shorts. I've been terrified of shorts ever since I saw some dude on Oprah say that shorts made fat girls look fatter. But fuckit, I want shorts. Real shorts, short shorts (goddamn it, now that Nair commercial is in my head). So I found a pair and I'll be damned if they don't look awesome.
Oh, and a peach crop top. It's hot out ya'll. Got to enjoy these two weeks of Seattle summer.
Another crop top with neat embroidery on top and a neat side hem.
A different feel with this little shredded tank.
So that's it for my haul friends. I got another pair of shorts, two dresses, like four more shirts and a vest, but I just really don't feel like putting on any more clothes - and I don't think my afro can take any more.