For some reason, I really like the way my body is shaped, like some weird cascading river of lard.
I used to be super self conscious about my belly shapes, because I had never seen anyone with the same shape, but I learned how foolish it is to think that.. I mean it’s my belly, of course nobody has the same shape, it wouldn’t be that fantastical and unique if someone did, right?
I feel like with the way my belly is set, it’s an armor, a plushy armor that keeps everything hidden in plain view.. you know, so you really have to work to get to the sweet spots. It feels nice. It’s like unwrapping a huge jiggly gift.
Also I like using words that are used to insult fat people, as cute little descriptive terms. And if I could just live in a bra and nothing else my entire life, I would.
I love to hear a woman talk like this about her beautiful body. I as well wish the fat community would reclaim more fat words. One of my favorites is “fatty.” If I ever said, “Hey there fatty!” I would really be saying, “Hey sweet thang! You’re hot as hell.” ha ha