yes I have to look in the mirror every day.
i am fat. my mother says lose weight. my boss shows off her tiny waist and looooong legs.
you know, good catalogs like lands end and llbean
don't carry clothes in my size and fat lady clothes = harsh polyester tents, weird colors and fake jeans, full support. i'm not falling down!
and did you ever notice that the paper-doll models for the plus size clothing are always minus sized? my husband watches all the thin girls on tv. he says he loves me.
but i look in the mirror every day. i have circular lines that are soft and rounded,
pleasant to follow with your eyes or with your hand. i'd like to be a pillow for when you dream at night, or an ocean wave forever curling towards the sand. jagged edges of lightening
hurt.
you don't want to lie on a bed of sticks.
you don't want put raw spaghetti in your mouth.
think about how the good chocolates are always curved. the moon always has one curved edge.
round buttons fit into all kinds of straight buttonholes.
although i know you wouldn't believe it if i told you, i've had passionate lovers.
(and will again...)
