An Interview With… Bruce Sturgell, Founder of Chubstr

If you are in any way affiliated with the body positive or male fashion communities, then you will likely have come across Bruce Sturgell, founder of plus-size male fashion line, Chubstr. Not only is Bruce paving the way for a newly body confident generation of plus-size men, but he is breaking through image stereotypes set out by a society that prefers ‘gym-bods’ over realistic bods.

Here, I talk to him about creating Chubstr, why male-body positivity matters, and how plus-size fashion really is revolutionary…

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The Problem with Fat Acceptance VS. Body Positivity…

There’s something strange happening in the body positive community, something that I’m not wholeheartedly behind.

I am seeing women who were once all-inclusive, disregarding minority bodies by declaring themselves exclusively fat positive. I am seeing hateful words being exchanged by those previously inhabiting positive spaces only. I am seeing a community breaking apart but those who could do something about it have tunnel vision for their cause and their cause alone.  Continue reading

An Interview With… Shay Neary

Outspoken, fearless and uncompromising, never before has there been a woman like Shay Neary. If you’re in any way affiliated with the body positive community, then Shay is surely on your radar as being one of the most badass trans plus-models out there. Here, I talk to her about “Shay Butta”, her trans sisters and why we shouldn’t take anyone’s shit…

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7 Things You Can Do When Body Positivity Is Hard…

Staying body positive all the time is hard, frankly, it’s impossible. We are so used to seeing and hearing messages of body hate, that we have become accustomed to the feelings of low self-esteem that so many of us are dealing with. Even the most positive of body positive activists have days when they look in the mirror and shudder – but that’s not our fault, sometimes it’s a challenge to stay positive about our bodies. Continue reading

5 Ways You Might Be Using Body Shaming Language (and How to Be More Mindful of It)

When we talk about bodies, the conversations we have rarely revolve around the things that we like about them, more so, the things we’d like to change about them. Many of us strive to include body positive or self-confidence boosting language in much of what we do, but every now and again, we may unintentionally use body shaming language in our discussions that may influence those surrounding us, as well as our own mindsets. Here are 5 Ways You Might Be Using Body Shaming Language (& How to Be More Mindful of It).

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An Interview With… HCupChronicles

UntitledIf you’re involved in the body positive community, the chances are you’ve come across the badass, lingerie-wearing, body confident babe that is Niamh Morrison (HCupChronicles). Not only does she post knee-quiveringly good lingerie posts with captions to boot, but she does a lot of work towards better visibility in the LGBTQI* community. Here, I interview her to find out more about what makes her tick, what ticks her off and what posing in your lingerie is really like… Continue reading

An Open Letter to the Bullies Who Never Grew-Up…

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At nearly 26 years old, I thought that I’d left bullies in my childhood, but as it turns out – I was wrong.

You’re the creep in our inbox; you’re the stranger in the street; you’re the clique in the workplace; you’re the loved one who ‘means well’; you’re the keyboard-warrior; you’re the anxiety in our lives – you’re the bully who never grew up. In some ways you’re more toxic than the childhood bullies we encountered in our youth – only now, you should know better. That’s what shocks me the most about your behaviour, on some level you know that what you’re doing is wrong, yet for some reason you can’t seem to stop yourself.

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Finding my ‘Plus Society’…

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“Eat up, fatty!” – the fries thudded against my side and splattered me in a slimy film of ketchup. Blinking back tears, I assured my friends that I was in fact okay and that my coat was getting old anyway.

In fact, this act of hate – and it was an act of hate – was something that would stay with me for a long time.  For what had provoked this car full of gaggling men to throw their uneaten fries at me from a moving car, jeering as they went?  Why did they feel the need to tarnish my memories? To them, I was rubbish and I was as disposable as their leftovers, all because of the size of my body.

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