For those of you who don’t know, I’m a thick woman. I got booty. And hips. And thighs. And tummy. And soft skin. And stretch marks. All of that.
Though I speak frequently of my weight loss / fitness journey, I still ALWAYS aspire to a thick girl.
I love my curves. I love feeling womanly. I love the way a dress rides up my backside. I love the way my jeans have to stretchhhhhhhhhh to fit my thighs. I love the way my man’s hands are plastered to my phatty. I love it.
It has taken me some time to get used to all of this. I still look around and feel sad sometimes because I’m “supposed” to be skinnier. But, this is who I am. And while I am changing to become a better me, how I look right now is a gift.