I never dreamed I'd ever get married in a big pouffy white dress. I don't mean that I never dreamed I'd get married; despite all my shitty past relationships I sort of always knew I'd get married eventually, even though, at 36, it perhaps took a bit longer than I would have guessed. No, what… Continue reading On Being a Fat Bride
I'm back! AND I AM MARRIED! The whole day was a whirlwind. A lovely, wonderful whirlwind. But now that I've had some time to decompress and relax and think about everything, I've put together my list of ten tips for throwing a kick-ass wedding. The pictures below are a mix of sneak peeks from our… Continue reading 10 Tips for Throwing a Kick-Ass Wedding
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… Continue reading Fat Girl Friday: Wedding Edition
So. Hi. I'm getting married on Saturday. That's, like, four days away. Everyone -- friends, family, co-workers -- keep asking me if I'm excited and, of course, I'm excited to be married and make BC my husband and all of that. But the wedding? Being up in front of all of those people, having to… Continue reading 5 lies depression is telling me right before my wedding
I didn't date in high-school and didn't get my first boyfriend until after college. To be fair, I did go on two dates while a teenager, although neither were of the romantic persuasion. My sophomore year, a male friend who was a grade above me asked me to homecoming because his girlfriend's mother hated him… Continue reading The Dating Game
