We all have “problem areas” or so main stream media Leads us to believe. And in last summer’s 40 degree Dante inferno like heat wave This resulted in the dreaded C word for fat woman…. CARDIGANS. I see so many of us popping on a summer dress, or top then grabbing the wool. And I’m here to tell you a few things. They are just arms, it was very hot, no one who’s not a twatbadger cares your arms are pudgy, if you’re a big woman wearing a cardigan it won’t disguise or change it, you’ll just be hot and miserable. Same goes for leggings, STOP IT, IT’S QUITE LITERALLY A MILLION FUCKING DEGREES. no one has time for leggings and cardigans, men don’t, thin people don’t. For me these cover ups are a badge of shame, look at her being a good fatty and not exposing us nice bystanders to her hideous arm flesh, or not quite smooth thin legs BURN HER. (Which ironically the bastarding cardigans are doing for them).
No ladies BURN THE COVER UPS. It’s scary and nerve wracking and I’m sure some of you wear them for legit reasons but if you’re wearing whilst fat, in my experience it’s because of shame and the expectation of perfection. There just no such thing as perfection any way, just get to a point where you’re ok with being you.
Try Wearing these things instead:
A sense of well being
A sense of cool arms and thighs
A pair of jaunty sunglasses that repel the shit we see on tv and billboards and shop windows.
A big fucking smile because you realise that warm and hit weather is also for you to enjoy.
Pockets for snacks or as my pal Katherine call them “snack holes”
And remember they are just arms and No one died from seeing an arm!