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Iris Apfel can kiss my size 18 ass!!


Iris Apfel

Ok, yes, I am pissed.  And maybe this struck a  nerve with me because this freak of a designer, Iris Apfel,  looks like my mother, who holds pretty much the same type of attitudes about curvy people (people in general).

Added later today:  I have been fuming about this all day long.  I think another thing that pisses me off so much about what this woman said is that she thinks that she is so much smarter and better than everyone else that she has the right to make judgements like this about them.

She doesn’t know that maybe they can’t afford to buy fancy clothes because they have been unemployed for months and are struggling to keep their home and feed their family.  She doesn’t know if their job was outsourced by one of the company’s she owns stock in.

So what did she say to piss me off so much? This:

‘Now when I walk down Fifth Avenue in the summertime I just want to throw up.

‘It seems that the fatter and uglier people are, the fewer clothes they wear. The shorts and flip-flops and tight jeans on butts that go from here to Poughkeepsie.

‘I always say they should put people in jail for wearing clothes like that. Especially stretch jeans over [US] size 10 – they should be outlawed. Ten years ago people were starting to look like slobs in New York, now it’s an epidemic.’

Not that she would ever intervene on a bad case of misjudged style. ‘Oh, now that would be horrible. It’s a free country – if you want to look like a freak, that’s your problem.’

Talk about the pot calling the kettle black.  And yes, I know that by bringing attention to this woman, I am just helping her to become more famous.  I just couldn’t let it go, though.

So, I wanted to say to Iris Apfel today:

Kiss My Size 18 Ass, Iris Apfel!

“Kiss my Size 18 ass dressed in stretch skinny jeans.  I don’t feel like a freak, I feel beautiful!  And I can rock my curves better than your skinny little white ass ever could!!!!”

And, lest you think that I am too old to rock a pair of skinny jeans, below is Kelsea.  Kelsea is 18 years old and can wear a pair of skinny jeans better than anyone I know!!

Kelsea - photo shoot for PrimpMe Chattanooga

And yes, I realize that I live in America and she has the right to express her opinion.  Guess what?  So do I.  And my opinion is, that her opinion sucks!  And it is opinions and ideals like hers in the fashion industry that only serve to alienate them more and more from the average woman.  Of course, we all know that runway designers don’t design for the average woman – they design for stick thin models who will probably be the only people who ever wear their designs because they are so far-fetched and crazy that no one in their right mind would be caught dead in them.  But that’s ok because, “it’s a free country – if you want to look like a freak, that’s your problem.” Right?

Now, I would like to tip my hat to designers that truly know how to dress women of all sizes.  Real women that live in the real world!

Yuliya Raquel – IGigi        
Ashley Stewart
And there are a gazillion more, but I am so upset I can’t think of them.

Image Velocitation


I’m not super hot or gorgeous.. . I don’t have an amazing figure or a flat stomach… I’m far from being considered a model, but I’m ME… I eat food, have curves, love to wear my PJ’s and will go without makeup…. I’m random & crazy & I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not…… I am who I am, love me or not, it won’t change ME!!! Ladies put this your status… if you’re proud of who u are… I AM!!!!!

I was thinking about a blog I was going to write today about not feeling so great about my figure when this post popped up on my Facebook.

Well, now I don’t feel the need anymore.  I was going to talk about having one of those days where you picture this great outfit you are going to pull together and wear.  But when you put it all on, it doesn’t look quite the way you pictured it in your head.  There are lumps and bumps where it should be smooth and wonderful, there are belly pooches that should not be there, hips, butt, you know, the usually tirade against my body.

See, I got my InStyle magazine yesterday with all the new Fall Fashions.  I have combed through it twice now and put little sticky’s on the items I want to re-fashion for plus sized ladies.  I guess in doing that, I was having a little crisis of identity because when I looked in the mirror, I didn’t look like the stick figures I have been looking at for the last 24 hours.

Have you ever heard of highway velocitation?  It’s where you have been driving for a really long time at the same speed and you lose track of how fast you are really going.  You get accustomed to the speed so that when you slow down, it really feels like you are going really, really slow.

I am horning in on that term and calling it Image Velocitation.   Usually I am accustomed to my plus sized figure because I am always looking at plus sized models on the websites I go to.

I tried on a new pair of jeans that I just got from Ashley Stewart today and they are too big.  So I had to put on a different pair from last year, well, they don’t fit as well as they did last year.  That is when my “voice” began talking crap to me.  Then I put on that white sweater and white cami that I got from Cato’s, that I haven’t worn yet, and I have back bulges showing up – UGH!

So what I settled on was a white peasant top with my capri jeans and neutral wedges.  And I quit beating myself up.

Do you ever have days like that?  Tell me about it…



My Dad sent me this PowerPoint Presentation today and I really wanted to share it with more than just a few email buddies. So, I am sharing it with everyone!!

The pictures are spectacular and the ideas are phenomenal. I hope that you will enjoy it and take it to heart.


You never know, do you.


1978 was when all hell broke loose in my sister and my world and she ran away from home.   She was 15 and I was 12.

She was being tormented and emotionally abused and I was completely powerless to stop it.  She finally had enough and ran away from home.  Our step-father was mean, abusive, manipulative, a drug addict and an alcoholic.  Our mother was addicted to prescription pain killers and also an alcoholic.  They were completely out of touch with what was going on in our world.  And so my sister did the only thing she could do in order to survive.  She left.

I had spent the last few years watching the systematic destruction of my sister and had become pretty good at becoming invisible, or so I thought.  You be good, you do everything your told, plus some and everyone will leave you alone.  It worked pretty well on the home front.  I thought it worked pretty well wherever I went.

I just figured out today, that this is not so.

When I started high school, I was terrified.  My big sister was not going to be there to protect me.  I wasn’t going to have that automatic in with all the older kids.  You know how terrifying it is to be a freshman – anything is fair game on freshman. I did what came the most naturally to me.  I tried to become invisible.  I tried to blend into the walls so that I wouldn’t rock the boat or draw attention to myself.  So, I drifted through my entire freshman year like that.  Just trying to not be seen.

The next year, I was ready to come out of my shell, a little.  My girlfriends were trying to talk me into joining a club or team so that I would have something in my life.  I tried out for cheerleading, which was a colossal failure.  First of all, I am not that coordinated when it comes to dance routines; and second of all, I am not outgoing – at all.  So my next trial was the cross country running team.  There I fit right in.  I could run for miles and escape my troubles.  I had an excuse to stay after school and not have to go home.  And I was actually pretty decent at it, who knew?!

Lately, my sister and I have been having a conversation with a person on facebook.  We were talking about the old stomping grounds in CT and she was curious how this person knew both me and my sister.  There was only a couple of years that any one person could have gone to school with the both of us.  It would had to have been between 1975 and 1978, because those were the only years that we actually went to the same school, just not at the same time.

Turns out this person was was a freshman when my sister was a junior. And this same person was a Junior when I was a Sophomore.  So I actually ran with this person on the cross country team for 2 years before they graduated in 1980/1981.

This person witnessed my sister and I going through some of the toughest times in our lives.  During those times, both of us thought we were so alone in the world.  We thought no one cared about either one of us, that no one noticed the pain we were going through.  We both found solace in alcohol and drugs during those years of our lives.  We didn’t think anyone noticed us at all.

Now, almost 30 years later, this guy remembers both of us.  It made me feel comforted in a creepy sort of way.  Here we were so desperately alone in the world, and yet we were not alone – ever!  I am sure that this person was watching us spiral out of control with our drug and alcohol addictions.  Possibly this person was feeling powerless or maybe he didn’t care at all, who knows.  What does matter, is that he remembers us now.  Maybe our decent into hell, kept him from following the same path.  He seems to really have a good life now.

I guess my point with all this rambling is that you never know how you touch other people’s lives.  You never know if, just by saying hello to someone, that you just made a big enough difference in their life to keep living theirs.  Just by acknowledging to that person that you see them, you could be giving them strength.

So, say hello to that wall-flower or smile at someone on the street, you may make a difference in their life today!!!

Very Disturbing



I read a very disturbing article today and I can’t get the horrible images that it described out of my head.

It was an article about dogs being eaten as meat in China and other countries.  It described, in way too much detail, how dogs are brought to slaughter houses and the horrible way in which they are slaughtered.

I, honestly, thought I would throw up.  I cried and I grabbed up my black lab mix dog, Chelsea, and hugged her with all my might.  I could imagine this horrible treatment happening to her because of the vivid description given and it is breaking my heart!

I love my dogs as if they are my children.  Ask my children, they will tell you.  They are a part of my family.  I miss them when I am traveling and away from them for more than a day.  I miss them following me around the house, every where I go.

The thought of anyone treating any kind of living thing the way these people are treating these dogs just makes me sick!  One of the questions asked in the blog/article was, “Why not eat dogs?”  Basically, they were talking about it as if it was the fix-all for the over-population problem and the hunger problem.

I say, “NO WAY!!!!” Have you ever seen the horrible conditions and the mess that was made out of the horse slaughter issue?  And you want to go down that path again for dogs?  NO WAY!!!!

How do you feel about this?  I know that I am not sharing the link for the blog or article, I don’t want to perpetuate it.  But, could you ever imagine slaughtering dogs as a solution to overcrowded shelters and hunger?

Outfit Today 7.19.2011


I like to browse through the InStyle Magazine each month.  I usually look at the section called YourLook and then see if I can translate their look into a flattering Plus Sized Look.

This was the outfit in their July 2011 issue that inspired my look:


Short-sleeved jacket – Fashion Bug $30

Orange Tank Top – Fashion Bug $15

Belt – Cato’s $5

Tan Skirt – Fashion Bug $30

Orange Wedges – Walmart $17

The items in the InStyle Magazine totaled $1220 (and I didn’t count the sunglasses, purse or necklace)

My recreation $97

I would love to see some of your recreated outfits.  How do you create the same looks at a fraction of the cost?

Plus Sized Women Have More Options Now!


I have had some interesting conversations with some wonderful women in the last few weeks and it surprises me that the options that plus sized women have in clothing are not known more widely.

I helped out a Fit For A Queen Boutique a few weekends ago.  I was very surprised by the comments that the customers were making.  They were saying that they had no idea there were clothes that were fun and fashionable in their sizes.  They didn’t know that the boutique was there.  And sad to say, most of the women were wearing over-sized t-shirts and baggy shorts or pants.  I was sad and excited at the same time.  The opportunity to tell these women that they had other choices was exhilarating.  But saddened because they didn’t know that were other choices out there for them.

I was speaking with a fellow dog lover yesterday and she had recently moved to the area.  I mentioned Fit For A Queen and several other plus sized clothing stores.  She had no idea these places were here.  I also told her about lots of other website that she could go to.

So, tonight I was thinking that maybe I needed to let everyone know of all the other options they have for buying well-made, fashionable, flattering clothing for plus sized women.

In the Cleveland and Chattanooga areas, there are the following stores:

Fashion Bug – 283 PAUL HUFF PARKWAY NW, CLEVELAND, TN 37312.

Fit For A Queen Boutique – 7315 LEE HIGHWAY, CHATTANOOGA, TN.


Catherine’s – 2040 HAMILTON PL UNT 225, CHATTANOOGA, TN 37421.


Online provides additional sources for plus sized clothing.  Some of my favorites are:

Sonsi – Sonsi.com 

Ashley Stewart – AshleyStewart.com

One Plus Stop – OnePlusStop.com

IGigi – Igigi.com

Kiyonna – Kiyonna.com

Sonsi.com and OnePlusStop.com are websites that combine several different plus size designers on to their websites.  It saves times and gives you way more options for finding the perfect piece of clothing that you are looking for.

So, shop on my lovely full-figured ladies!  We have way more options than ever before.  There are no more excuses for baggy t-shirts and shorts.  We will be styling and feeling confident and beautiful in no time!!