On this blog, I’ve talked pretty candidly about the journey of accepting my body. I’ve talked fashion, I’ve talked health and exercise, I’ve even talked about my personal struggle with disordered eating. It’s been a long road in learning to accept my body – chunky arms, big thighs, round belly, and all. But one of the hardest things I struggle with is bathing suits. I know I’m not alone – buying bras is one thing, but swimwear is a totally different situation. I’ve seen women much smaller than me pick themselves apart when they try on a two-piece suit, so it’s definitely something that all bodies experience, but I feel like it’s an entirely different beast for fat people like myself.
If you know me, you know I adore dressing up whenever I can. From fancy dinners to Ren Faires, if you present me with an opportunity to play dress-up, I’ll do it. So when my friend Allison tagged me on Facebook last week to see if I was interested in attending the Annees Follies‘ 1920’s Picnic, I kind of jumped at the chance. (Well, realistically, I checked to see if I had a remotely 1920s-esque outfit, and when I did, THEN I jumped at the chance.)
Lately, I’ve found that I really enjoy getting pictures of food. You might be wondering, “Where the heck do I get this food?” Don’t worry, I got you! Chicken shawarma from Albasha, Hammond Grilled cheese and tomato basil soup from The Big Cheezy, New Orleans Chocolate hazelnut yogurt with raspberries and blueberries from Pinkberry, New Orleans Cheesemongers mac-and-cheese with charcuterie plate from St. James Cheese Company, New Orleans Ice cream sampler from The Creole Creamery, New Orleans