Brazilian and the Full Bush |
Making you feel like a dirty old man since I hit puberty. |
(Yup. That’s me. For illustration purposes, of course.)
As much as i love being curvy….
I sometimes feel like I’ll never be pretty unless I’m skin and bones. I’ve done a little bit of trade-sies modelling (I did it for free but no one got exclusive property rights) and I’ve gotten a lot of suggestions that I should persue an actual career in modelling but I know I’d be too fat at a size 13-16 if girls are turned away for being a size 2. Even if I went into plus-size, I wouldn’t be toned enough or possibly big enough. My tits are too small for plus-size. And my hips are too big.
But it’s not just modeling, it’s just…real life. Men see my big hips (particularly men of certain ethnicities, I’ve noticed) and assume I’m a slut because I guess gigantic boobs are now considered normal so we’ve switched to slut-shaming big-hipped girls? I don’t know. But hips aren’t like boners that only exist when I’m “in the mood”. I can’t take them off when I don’t feel like being cat-called. Hell, I didn’t even ask for them to be there. If I had my way, I’d be a tiny-assed, tiny-titted, tiny-hipped skinny bitch. They get admired, not harassed.
/end uber-hyphen-heavy body-image rant/
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