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the hunger still remains as the styles change

20 Jun

Since I broke my foot, I have gained about ten pounds, which means I am still at a healthy weight for my height, but which also means I no longer fit in any of my pants. I have learned a valuable lesson about buying skintight pants (the lesson is: don’t), but I’m kinda bummed out. I know that my boyfriend and parents and feminists and everyone who isn’t a total jerk thinks I should be happy with the body I have, that I should exercise and eat good food and be grateful for my health no matter what size I am, but WHAT THE FUCK I HAVE NO PANTS!

Sorry. I am pretty lucky to be as thin as I am, considering my hatred of exercise and love of hot dogs, but it’s hard for me to face the fact that it took me a year to lose twenty-five pounds and a month to gain ten. The part of me that wants to be above our bullshit, fat-shaming culture is at war with the part of me that fears being asked “when’s the baby due?” when wearing an empire waist dress (some advice: never ask anyone when her baby is due unless you have seen an ultrasound, and never wear an empire waist dress [unless you are Olivia Hussey in Romeo and Juliet]).

Until I was about 20, I was known as the skinny girl. As a teenager, I was five foot ten and less than a hundred and twenty pounds.

oh whatever like you didn't dress this way in college

Even though I know that maybe a lady’s clavicle isn’t supposed to be quite so pronounced, even though I think I look prettier now, people used to ask me if I was a model. Nobody ever asked me if I’m a model anymore. I finally grew the breasts that I wished I had when that picture was taken, and now I have to get down on my knees at stores to reach the bras in my size. Why are all the bigger bras on the lowest racks? Is somebody watching all the big boob ladies on the security cameras as we scour the racks for something that isn’t white or beige? It’s like all the cute bras are made for chicks who don’t even need them.

I was relating all this to Tara and Althea at Sonny’s a week or so ago. I mentioned how I needed to ride my bike when my foot healed and start eating better. Then I asked if they wanted to get French fries.

“Wait, didn’t you just finish saying you wanted to lose weight?,” Tara laughed.

“Well, I don’t want to lose weight more than I want to eat French fries,” I said.

I almost didn’t write this, because I was afraid that it would look like I was trying to get people to tell me I’m not fat (I know I’m not), and because nobody wants to listen to a size ten bitch about how her pants don’t fit. Clearly, though, part of my problem is that I seriously need to get over myself, so fuck it. This is how I feel, even if it’s pretty silly.

Especially when you consider that I am eating a huge plate of sausage right now.


15 Jun

I have recently developed an obsession with La Roux, which began when Tara mentioned that she had Bulletproof stuck in her head, and culminated with me drunkenly attempting some ill-advised Aquanet experiments.

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Stuff and Junk: June 7,2010

7 Jun


  • Here’s an awesome lady’s blog. Warning: boob.
  • Great Danes look like they have extra elbows.” -Roger Ebert
  • I would have totally given this place a chance based on the description of a skirt in this review, but the comments left by the owners a “friend” of the owners made me realize that my money is better spent at the many superior, nice-people-owned consignment stores in town.
  • A fellow Kate gave me some tips on cute shorts. She has a blog that’s filled with gorgeous pictures that will make you hungry.
  • Tomorrow my aircast comes off for part of the day! Everyone is excited to not have to listen to me bitch anymore!*
  • Everything tastes better than skinny feels.
  • My stuff never comes to life. I’m okay with that.
  • My friend Tara has the cutest, most well-behaved puppy ever. Seriously, I watched a baby grab his snout and drool on his head and Rondo didn’t bark or snarl or bite or anything. He also sat through brunch without begging. His sister needs a home.

*I will find something new to bitch about.

Good Things

2 Jun

I have been complaining way too much. My busted foot and my financial situation are making me a huge bummer. This needs to stop! Here are some good things:

I found a purse I don’t hate:

it's usually less squashed

It can fit all the stuff I need, including a hardcover book! Continue reading

Google image search inspiration!

28 Mar

Kate Nash:

from shelvesofvinyl.blogspot.com

I haven’t really listened to much of this lady’s music, but she’s a snappy dresser and I LOVE her makeup  here.

Keith Richards may not have aged well, but he had the best hair:


I need this haircut

And here, I should be thinking “drug problem,” but I just want to print this out and bring it to my hairdresser (Althea):


that belt buckle is pretty sweet

Other good ideas:

  • Vince Noir
  • Josephine Baker
  • Louise Brooks
  • Joan Jett
  • Jessica Rabbit
  • skate witches (Althea and Tara taught me everything I know)