Do you know what size you are? You may be reading this and thinking, of course I do – but fellow Canadian, Tierra Sedgemore, the designer of this fab tee, and founder of the Size Sexy movement is trying to change the way women have been letting their sizes define them, one t-shirt at a time!
The message written across these tees is a short, but powerful one. A true rebel of a slogan, it goes against the idea we’ve all had drilled into our heads since we were little girls, that we are the number on our clothing labels. Notice how, even at the beginning of this post, I asked what size you are, and not what size you wear? That right there is proof enough that we have been letting our sizes determine our worth for far too long.
I’ve paired mine with my pastel pink tutu from Zelie For She, gunmetal accessories and my grey, Rampage, grunge boots, for a playful, sexy look with a whole lot of attitude!
Purchase your Size Sexy tees in an assortment of colours on Tierra’s website (here), and in store or online at Sexy Plus Clothing. Also, don’t forget to follow Tierra on Instagram @tierrasedgemoresizesexy and use the #sizesexy hashtag!
In parting I’ll leave you with the words of the lady herself – “Don’t be defined by your size. Be size sexy!!!”
As my loyal followers know, I’ve been debating cutting it short again for as long as I’ve been blogging (longer actually) and I finally got the nerve up to go through with it!!! For those of you who don’t, I wrote a blog post at the start of this year detailing my long hair vs. short hair struggle (here).
I went with a cut that would offer me the best of both worlds – an undercut that’s short and edgy, yet long enough on top to showcase my beautiful curls and volume!
A great haircut is nothing without a fab outfit, though, so I rocked my new do with my fave skirt – an acid wash chambray, high-low number from Addition Elle, a vibrant, tribal print crop top from Forever 21+, grey suede, laser cut oxfords from Esprit, and my gorgeous Louis Vuitton Speedy 40 handbag.
For those of you who don’t know what these are, they are the terms that people type into their search engines which lead them to clicking on my blog, and you can believe me when I say that many if these terms are downright hilarious! I’ve seen search terms going from “fat nude white girl” all the way to “big black sexy naked beauty.”
Yup. Nudity is almost always in there somewhere; but the second most common search terms I see go something along the lines of “how to wear plus size harem pants.”
I gather, from how often these search terms come up, that harem pants continue to be a coveted, yet intimidating style among the full figured community, and I totally understand. I was, at one time very much nervous about wearing them too.
See, and I know I’ve discussed this with you many times before, I have a serious case of the bum-tum (tummy that looks like a second butt in the front), and harem pants have proven to be a huge struggle to pull off (not literally off, that part is easy).
I wrote another post a while back (here) about with a tip on wearing a peplum top, or belt to help disguise your tummy. I still love this idea, but I’ve come up with another.
As you can see, I’ve paired the same harem pants (Forever 21+) from my other post, with this absolutely delicious blue, vintage style tee from Addition Elle; and instead of tucking it in and putting my belly on display, I’ve left it untucked, except for a small bit of it on one side. This way, you have nearly full tummy coverage while still showing off the signature high waist and pockets of the pants at the same time. It’s the best of both worlds!
Pair the ensemble with colourful flats and a bright handbag for a casual, chic, put together look that incorporates the on trend look of harem pants with the comfort of knowing you’re tummy is hidden.
Yesterday was the day that I finally decided to debut my Louis Vuitton Speedy 40!!! It felt like bringing a new puppy home from the pet shop. I wanted to show the world to him and show him to the world all at the same time. It was glorious, regardless of the fact that my dry cleaning was stuffed inside… (What!? I had errands to run!!!)
When you’re planning to take the leap and purchase an investment bag, it’s always best to look around, ask questions and compare; after all, you want it to be perfect!
This bag is pure luxury, from the little details of its lock and keys, to its baby soft leather handles. I went with the Speedy because it’s just so iconic, and I decided on the 40cm, because big girl always looks good with a big bag!!!
Since I love mixing classic pieces with trendy ones, I paired it with my fabulous, new Parasuco acid wash jeans from Addition Elle, rolled up for a boyfriend look, and their Love & Legend, dusty mauve, graphic tee, which I sized up on, for an edgy, oversized look.
It was as if Mother Nature could feel my pain this morning, as I looked out the window, only to see that the rain was pouring down with reckless abandon.
I had my outfit of the day all picked out since last night. Talk about disappointment. I’ve been waiting to rock an all white look, and wear this stunning cotton maxi skirt and matching crop top from JIBRI for so long, and as I looked through the window, I quickly realized the weather was not cooperating.
White cotton + Rain = Bad news.
But like I mentioned before, Mother Nature must be a fashionista herself, and know the anguish of having to put off wearing a fabulous outfit due to rain; because just as I had given up all hope on wearing these beautiful pieces today, the sun came out to play!!!
As I posed for photos, I felt like a goddess, draped in luxurious flowing cotton, blowing breeze. I felt natural and peaceful, and everything about was just right.
I haven’t fallen so in love with an outfit in a while, and I’m just going to come out and say it – I’m sorry for the pic overload, but I had a difficult time choosing between shots!!! I literally looked good in every picture… Like, whaaaaa!?!? That never happens! Why can’t it always be this easy to look gorgeous? Ha.
No, but seriously, when you’re wearing quality garments that drape beautifully and hang well, like this set from JIBRI, it’s hard not to look like a million bucks!
This was my first purchase from them, and will most certainly not be my last!!! I can’t wait to add more of their finely crafted pieces to my collection!
I just have to say it – this outfit is all about the belt! I mean, is this gorgeous African designed belt from Rue 114 not everything???
Its large, striking buckle is not only beautifully designed but, is also in the shape of “Gye Nyame”, a Ghanian, Adinkra symbol meaning ‘Except God (I fear none)’ or according to the Rue 114 website, ‘Accept God.’ I would assume (although I’m no expert) that its meaning is up for interpretation, based on the two spellings I’ve seen used, but regardless, this belt’s message is as beautiful as its design.
I’ve layered the belt over a gorgeous Michel Studio blazer (Addition Elle) and delicate, printed Cynthia Rowley blouse to really showcase it the way it deserves. A simple pair of white Capri trousers, a fabulous nude, patent loafer and a bold, magenta tote from Kate Spade New York complete the ensemble, for a classic, chic look with both a symbolic and modern twist.
I recently shared a Daily Mail article on my Facebook page, about how women are fat-shamed three times a day – a sad reality.
The outpouring of comments that I received truly touched me, because so many of you have dealt with being humiliated based on your sizes, just as I have in the past.
I was tormented by my peers in grade school. I endured teasing, name calling, cow noises… You name it. And when I look back, the saddest part of it all was the brave face I had to show till I got home and could cry into my pillow.
I thought the bullying of my school days was behind me, until coincidentally, last night I was publicly, and directly FAT SHAMED, while enjoying one of my favourite unhealthy treats, poutine; and for those of you who aren’t familiar, it’s a sinful Quebec specialty, consisting of French fries smothered in gravy, and curd cheese – definitely not waistline friendly, but it’s my weakness. That and an ice cold Coke.
I posted about it on Facebook almost as soon as it happened, because I was just so taken aback by it that I felt an overwhelming need to share it with all of you.
As many of you know, I recently shared an article on fat shaming, and your wonderful, and heartbreaking comments blew me away and really touched my heart. I haven’t been TRULY made fun of in many years, and just tonight, while eating out (poutine of all things) a drunk jerk made waddling and fat belly gestures at me and yelled out “oh yeah, eat that poutine” (in French). I thought I would have been less humiliated than I was, in all honesty, and while I’m not upset, I was really embarrassed, and felt like finishing my food in my car. I didn’t, but the fact that I thought about going to hide to finish my meal makes me realize I still have a lot of work to do.
Just thought I would share…
It felt like elementary school all over again. That feeling of being mortified doesn’t change. Same anxious ball of stress in the pit of my stomach, same feeling of fighting back tears, same anger. I had forgotten what it felt like to be coldly, and deliberately humiliated. I’ve been embarrassed in other life situations, due to my size, the mortifying airplane seatbelt check, for one; and people have made comments or assumptions that have bothered me. “You really shouldn’t eat that”, or servers in restaurants asking me if I want Diet, when I odered a Coke – like, would you ask a skinny person that if she ordered it? Maybe, but when you ask me, I can feel your judgement as I say “no, a regular Coke, please”. Is it so unbelievable that I would want to treat myself to something that I love?
Now, I know that the server could have just been checking, to make sure she got my order right. And yes, it’s possible that it had nothing to do with my weight; but here’s the problem – fat shaming has now become so ingrained in people’s minds, that they do it unknowingly, without even realizing that they’ve been programmed to see us as weak, undisciplined, incompetent, and unworthy.
Big words, I know. And I’m sure my server had no idea how she was making me feel, and probably never thought of herself as someone who humiliated fat people, because society as a whole had told her that viewing me that way was normal.
The @#$hole last night, was doing it on purpose, his buddies snickering along with him, and I’m ashamed to admit it, but all I could do was look down and pretend I didn’t hear them.
Like is said,
I still WE STILL have a lot of work to do, because through years of humiliation, we’ve learned to just accept being laughed at; and I know we’ve probably all been the victims of our own imaginations before, but the double takes in the street for eating an ice cream cone, or when you can’t fit in the booth at a restaurant and the other patrons can’t help but steal a second glance at the fat girl trying to squeeze in, the walk of shame to a different table as people whisper amongst themselves, they’re real. That @#$hole in the street – he was real.
But we’re real too; and we deserve to be treated just like everybody else.
Although I’m disappointed in myself for not speaking up last night, I know that I’ve come a long way. The journey continues, and I’m so thankful to have all of you, my amazing followers, alongside me for the ride!