Sunday Links, 3/8/15

blue butterflies in a box

Butterflies at the Museum of Natural History

Fa(t)shion
Ready to Stare releases their new “Let Them Eat Cheesecake” collection.
11 awesome brands for plus size workout clothes.
-Fat Babes of LA is hosting their first annual clothing swap.
-Two upcoming events in the South: Love Letters Benefit Fashion Show in Huntsville, AL, and The Fashion Playhouse in Atlanta.
Feeling myself: Katie’s new bod.
I know the rules–I just don’t care.
-I love the spring florals in Tess Holliday’s first shoot with Torrid.
Gudrun Sjoden’s 40 years in fashion.
-Through poking around on Gudrun Sjoden’s site, I found another wonderful Swedish designer, Gunilla Ponten. Her online shop only sells children’s clothing, and doesn’t have an English-language version anyway, but I love looking through the pictures of her creations.
Mixing prints for beginners.
Dress shapes for bodies in flux.
An interview with Magaela, who makes gorgeous flower crowns.
The first day: I was joining the ranks of fearless women before me, and lip gloss was my way in.

Fat Acceptance
New horrifying medical device for weight loss: the Full Sense device.
Why I won’t get WLS.
-If you can, help fat activist Juicy D. Light, who is in the hospital and unable to work–and signal-boost!
The one with all the fat jokes, or how Fat Monica on “Friends” stuck with me all these years.
-Abundia 2015 has put out a call for speakers.
We remember Kayla Moore: a black trans woman who was killed by police, who then tried to blame her death on her size.
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Fatshion February, day 24: Two shades of gray, and a few of purple

Huzzah! I finally managed to get myself to wear a decorative scarf. I got this one at a cute, quirky store in Manhattan over Valentine’s weekend, and it was the perfect accessory to round out this eggplant and fuchsia outfit. I love its metallic sheen and bubble-y texture.

The fascinator is also from New York, from the trip Steve and I took two years ago. I went back to the same store this time–a small rockabilly-themed boutique in the East Village–but didn’t find anything I liked.

plus size outfit purple dress and gray bubble scarf

Dress: Avenue via clothing swap, cardigan: Grace Elements Woman – from a mini-swap with a friend, scarf: P!Q, bracelets: eBay, fascinator: Enz’s, earrings: Forever 21, shoes: L.L. Bean

plus size outfit purple dress and eggplant cardigan, gray leggings and scarf

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Fatshion February, day 16: our final day in New York

On Monday, I didn’t even bother putting together a real outfit because I was sick of the cold, and of having to constantly bundle and unbundle. So I wore a Torrid top, Yours pants (with leggings underneath again), and my C&G heart headband, but no other jewelry or makeup.

Steve and I went to the Museum of Natural History–which, as Steve pointed out, is like a zoo but with dead animals.

me going "rawr" with dinosaur bones in museum of natural history

We did get to see a few live animals at the butterfly conservatory:

butterfly in butterfly conservatory

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Fatshion February, day 15: Pink love, and more New York adventures

On Sunday, I wore another item from my recent Glitterati box: the silver holographic hairclips. I also couldn’t resist wearing the shirt I always wear around V-Day. We took these pictures in Macaron Parlour, which is still my favorite macaron place in New York. It’s also a nice, quiet place to sit down, drink tea, and stretch out away from the bustle of the city. As much as I love New York, I get really overwhelmed by it at times, so I always make sure to find quiet spots.

me sitting at table in macaron parlour

Top: Old Navy, pants (not pictured because they’re boring): Yours Clothing, necklace: Forever 21, earrings: a store in Western Mass that has since closed, hairclips: Crown & Glory

It was so cold that I had to wear leggings under my pants. Unfortunately, the horse-drawn carriage ride we had planned to take around Central Park was also canceled due to the cold. But at least New York wasn’t buried under snow. It was such a relief to be somewhere that had only a few inches of snow piled on the edges of the sidewalks rather than snowbanks taller than I am.

close-up of silver holographic hairclip

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Fatshion February, day 14: Valentine’s edition–and exciting news!

I can’t hold it in any longer, so here it is: Steve and I are engaged! He proposed on Valentine’s Day in Central Park, at the top of a CASTLE.

Yes, there is a castle in Central Park. We had been to it two years ago–you can see the picture here–and decided to go up it again while wandering around. And then, after we had someone take the following picture of us, and after Steve took a few outfit pictures of me, he asked me to marry him! Eeeeeeeeee!

me and steve at top of belvedere castle in central park

After descending from the castle, we continued to walk around Central Park, where we saw an incredibly talented singing group and opera singer performing, and then came across an ice festival. It was all so serendipitous and romantic.

me and steve with an ice sculpture shaped like a snowflake

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Another fat goth rant

The window display at Trash and Vaudeville

As Valtinen wrote about in his guest post, it can be hard to find clothing if your style is outside of the mainstream.

And it’s even harder when you wear plus sizes. You can find yourself left out even in a subcultural mecca, like two stores I found while wandering around the East Village: Trash and Vaudeville and Search and Destroy.

They had all things sparkly and studded and leopard, skull-print pants, fuzzy ombre sweaters, pleather pants with corset lacing, petticoats and tutus galore, red plaid bondage pants, brocade military coats, pants and jackets in three colors of iridescent spiderweb print…*

Everything screamed me. And none of it was my size.

It’s not that I expected differently, and it’s not like I could have afforded the clothing right now anyway. But it still hurts to walk into a store filled with clothing I love–clothing that fits my style so much better than most mainstream stores–and know that even if I saved up the money, the most I could hope to buy would be accessories or maybe shoes. (I’ve never tried on a pair of Doc Martens, so I don’t know if they would fit me, but both stores had an impressive array of Docs.)

I really, really miss the old Torrid. If I ever meet the Doctor, I’m definitely going to ask him (among other things) to take me to a Torrid store in the early ’00s. Which, of course, would be overrun with aliens…and would make for some really interesting posts when I got back to 2013!

*You’ll have to take my word for it, as  neither store permitted photography. I don’t really get why so many stores in NYC prohibit photos–you’d think it would give them free publicity when the pictures end up on blogs and social networks. One store, Enz’s, even had a sign saying that anyone who takes pictures would have to pay a $45 IP fee, which seems really excessive.

The Evening of Awesome

As you might guess from the name, it was indeed awesome.

Less awesome were our seats, which were dizzingly high up and terribly cramped. Not being able to stretch my legs for two and a half hours with no intermission? Not fun. And I have fairly short legs.

But, physical comfort aside, it was a great show. John talked movingly about the process of writing The Fault in Our Stars (which you should read, if you haven’t yet), Hank played some of his wonderfully geeky songs, and there was a Q&A featuring Neil Gaiman and Hannah of My Drunk Kitchen.

Nerdfighers for life!

Kimya Dawson, who I hadn’t heard of before, also performed. I loved her songs, and will definitely be checking out more of her music.

As for the Mountain Goats? Meh. I know a lot of my friends love them, but I’ve never really gotten into them. And their performance lacked the energy, the oomph, that makes live music enjoyable. I did appreciate their cover of They Might Be Giants’ “New York City”, though–and John and Hank’s awkward dancing along to it!

There were lots of funny moments throughout the night, but the best one, hands down, was during a reading from John’s novel Paper Towns. Neil Gaiman read a sentence that began, “I decided that I would actually, literally suck donkey balls…” the crowd erupted in laughter. It was pretty amazing. (If you’re curious, the context was that the character would do such a thing if it would allow him to get out of government class.) Continue reading