In honor of the day, Ragen has a great list of ten reasons why she’ll never diet again. All I have to add is: YES. And here’s a picture of me being fat and happy, in a shirt that my friend Khadeja brought back from a trip to Dubai.
In (belated) honor of International No Diet Day, and in defiance of the ridiculous Canadian ass-milliner who thinks that Instagramming your food makes you fat, here are some pictures of tasty things I’ve eaten/drank lately.
Last week, my office had a meeting at which we got to decorate our own cupcakes. It was SO EXCITING.
Over the weekend, Steve and I went to a May Fair. It’s become somewhat of a tradition for me to eat Indian food at fairs/festivals, and this one was no exception.
The other day after frolicking, a few friends and I went out to eat. I had delicious sweet potato-apple-walnut-brie quesadillas with a side of cheesy fries and strawberry habanero sauce. I’m a little obsessed with strawberry habanero sauce–it’s pretty much the best thing ever.
And last but not least, an iced dark chocolate to celebrate the warm weather!
Now, here are a few of my favorite posts I’ve read about INDD:
-The Fat Chick Sings: International no longer dedicating my life to dieting day.
-Kyla the Great: International No Diet Day, May 6th, 2013.
-Fat Girl Posing: Happy International No Diet Day (content note: eating disorders and suicidality).
-Virgie Tovar: Remebering lost tiramisu on International No Diet Day.
-The Queer Fat Femme Guide to Life: Three ways to reclaim food awesomeness on International No Diet Day.
Enjoy the spring weather (if you’re in the Northern hemisphere), and the joy of eating and sharing food (anywhere)!
It’s been six years since I first came across Shapely Prose while exploring the feminist blog-o-sphere, and there has been nothing more influential on my journey to accepting my body. It took time, and working through resistance, but the idea that there was nothing wrong with being fat–that it was possible to be healthy and happy at any size, and that weight-loss dieting was in fact both harmful and counterproductive–was a revolutionary spark.
And now here I am, blogging about fatshion and living fabulously.
Loving my body isn’t always easy, and sometimes I still struggle with taking care of it: with eating the right foods for my body, getting enough joyful movement, finding ways to reduce stress and anxiety. But beneath those struggles is a baseline of acceptance: of knowing that my body is ok just the way it is. And for that, I am profoundly grateful.