My experience was exactly the same in Finland too, it's like the body shaming was just...erased. I had no issues dating there except for my time constraints, although I found the Swedes to be a little more relaxed. I could also get healthier food without having to go out of my way to get something "healthy" — I knew…

Hah, no, I didn't pay - I went to both when they were having special events, so I got 30 minutes free at MAC and around the same at MUS, but I bought like 600sek of stuff because the concealer and brightening pencil she used were magic and then I was sooooo close to getting a free make up case. Next time I have some…

In Stockholm, if you've got naturally dark hair and your brow game is on point, you're already a head-turner. If you stick with the muted fashion trends (black/grays with more detail in accessories) and have either boobs or an ass, you will have no problems dating in Sweden unless you have a horrifying personality.…

She totally has hooded eyes, and hooded eyes are not a bad thing! It's just a description of a feature like cupid's bow lips or button nose.

Lane Bryant would make BANK if they just re-positioned themselves as the Ann Taylor for big ladies. More than anything, I’ve heard that plus size women want well-constructed, professional separates or suits that they can wear to work (and if something can go from office-to-dinner, even better). Like, IT IS NOT HARD.…

AGGGHHHHH I recently lost enough weight to go from “plus” to “regular” sizes for the first time ever as an adult, and it was kind of an awakening. All my clothes have so much structure now, when just a *couple sizes* up, I was being offered horizontal-striped tents. Like, fuck you very much. I felt sexy in my body at…

Skinny Shaming is skinny people going “but body acceptance movement doesn’t accept bodies that are already accepted by literally everyone.” Like, the fact that I’m supposed to make room and worry about the feelings of people who daily make me feel like a fucking alien galls me to no fucking end. Get that shit outta…

When skinny people are forced to wear huge swaths of cloth that make them look ridiculous from a lack of other available options, then I will have sympathy.

Land’s End is to my late 30s what Old Navy was to my early 20s, and I’m OK with that.

Lane Bryant always has such matronly clothing.

Oh god, the Bedazzled ass pockets. MY ASS GETS ALL KINDS OF ATTENTION ON ITS OWN, THANKS.

I shop at Modcloth because they sell fully-lined dresses in my size made of real, actual cotton. Good luck finding cotton at Lane Bryant.

That’s a garment’s interpretation of Georgia O’Keeffe’s interpretation of female anatomy.

Nothing makes my FF cups look great like plastic-y shimmery letters stretched across them.

This tee just screams “I am not confident at all, I just have to tell myself these things until I believe them”. Also, classy people NEVER use the word classy.

Same! I would've been 6 or 7 when this show started, but I have solid tweenage memories of realizing that *this* is life after high school, and *this* is what I wanted.

I remember thinking that Kadeem Hardison was an exceptional actor who would break out into lucrative and high-profile leading man roles when 'Different World' was over. No such luck. Whatever he's doing — IMDB shows him in voice-overs and some producing — I hope he's happy at it because he didn't get the career he…

The lack of plus-sized athletic wear everywhere kills me. It's like, they keep telling me I'm supposed to get my fat ass off the couch and move, but won't give me any clothes to wear when I'm doing it.

I WANT PEOPLE TO SEE MY BUTT. YOU DON'T GET TO DECIDE WHO SEES MY BUTT, TARGET.

This endlessly frustrated me over the last year. Like, leggings were a big thing again, which is great because I fucking hate wearing real pants. Fine. But in order to wear leggings, I need a shirt that's going to cover my hoot and my toot. Great, your shirt is long enough in the back to cover my ass, but now my camel…