These Are The Lines Of A Story – Mary Martin Wiens

I discovered this blog article today, and it moved and inspired and calmed me — BWG

These Are The Lines Of A Story


Dressed Down Fancy


My Body Positive journey has been long and arduous and it started long before I started blogging about it.

From the time I started 6th form; as a young adult, almost always single, and looking for a way to express myself while being the fattest person I knew, I tried to shy away from the fact that I was fat. I used to have guys (that I wouldn’t date) tell me “You’re not fat, you’re cute” or pretty, or some other positive thing. I used to be flattered by this. Now I find this horribly offensive because I am cute, pretty, sexy AND fat. Deal with it. 

I used to see pictures of myself on facebook and wince at how fat I looked, if there were any pictures of me where I had a double chin or where my boobs looked smaller than my stomach I would untag myself leaving only…

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2014 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Thank you to all you followers and readers, commenters and stumble-upon-ers, you made 2014 and my first ever attempts at blogging happy. Here’s to a bright and joyful new year for us all!

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 370 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Fuelled by Fury

It’s been so long. I apologise!

This is what has brought me out of my hibernation today. My fitspo facebook friend ‘liked’ this picture and it sparked a response I would never normally post the likes of. But it’s early. And my baby’s sleeping. And she’s beautiful at eight months old. And I never want her to look at something like this and feel that maybe she’s not good enough or maybe that what’s aspiration looks like.

Here’s the pic:


And here’s my comment. It’s nothing like anything I would usually post in facebook, and no doubt someone will make a post suggesting I’m jealous or insecure about myself… Do I regret it? Absolutely not.

Yes, you can see she’s dedicated by the expression on her face. Oh, no, wait. She hasn’t got a face. Or in fact anything other than a disembodied, oiled up stomach with a hint of boobs – and don’t forget the suggestively posed thumb in the knickers. Save your weak soft porn and stop dressing it up as ‘Fitspiration’..