Fat Girl Friday: Wedding Edition

I AM GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW!

As such, I’m doing something a little bit different for this week’s Fat Girl Friday. Instead of sharing body positive links I came across over the past week, I’m going to share a couple of older articles and essays all related to being a fat bride.

From Lindy West: My wedding was perfect – and I was fat as hell the whole time

My love for Lindy knows no bounds. I first read this article in 2016, long before I was engaged, but it stuck with me and has continued to stick with me throughout the past 18 months of wedding planning.

Over in the New York Times: Lose Weight? No Way. Proud to be a bigger bride

Wedding dress shopping gave me so much anxiety because I was concerned about sample sizes. Once, I went bridesmaid dress shopping for another wedding at a far more boutique salon with a very limited sample size selection. While every once else tried on multiple bridesmaid dresses, I think I got to try on two. Two that weren’t even anywhere near the style we were going for, but the store wanted to at least give me something. ::eyeroll:: It’s one reason I went to David’s Bridal for my dress, because I knew they would have a wide range of sample dresses. In fact, the dress I chose, the sample size was my size. They even offered me the option to just buy the sample dress but I decided that if I’m going to buy a goddamn big white wedding dress, I’m buying it new.

Offbeat Bride has a fat bride survival guide

Shortly after getting engaged, I did have to apply #1 and come out as a fat bride to people close to me. I encouraged them to read Lindy’s essay above and it was never brought up again.

On a Practical Wedding, a woman writes about the day she decided to be a fat bride

So, here’s the thing: if you want to lose weight for your wedding, that’s totally cool. YOU DO YOU, BOO. But for me, that was never an option. Changing myself for my wedding was never an option. Several months ago, my hair dresser suggested getting a spray tan. I didn’t. I’m pale, I’m gonna be pale on my wedding (which is why I opted for an ivory dress instead of white). There will also be no fucking Spanx. I quit Spanx over four years ago and THAT SHIT SHOULD BE BURNED.

That’s it for this week, kids! Next time you hear from me on the blog I’ll be a married woman!