tumblr_static_tumblr_m8z7snvl4b1r4d9kxo1_500Unlike delicious Instagram-worthy oats, self-love is not something that can be conjured up overnight. After listening to society drone on about the ideal body image for most of our lives, it will understandably take some time to undo the negative effect that the media and ‘friends’ have on our self-esteem.

There is more to learning to love yourself than just the ‘power of positive thinking’ (although this does help) – so here are my 7 Tips For Self-Love in Action. Continue reading

3 Flaws of Body Positivity…

Over the last few years the body positive movement has been phenomenal in the progression of bodily acceptance. As a society, we are acknowledging the presence of more body shapes and sizes in mainstream media – and this movement is one that has been a long time coming. People across the globe are making a stand and declaring love for their bodies in spite of everything that we have been told my the media, and subsequently, we are deconstructing and reconstructing our own body image values and ideals – can I get a hell yeah?!  Continue reading

How can you help someone with low self-esteem?

tumblr_static_tumblr_m6w1ck9nhz1qh42c6It’s no secret that low self-esteem is something that blights the lives of many people. Pioneers of body image and self-esteem boosting projects such as Dove’s #NoLikesNeeded campaign, Tess Holliday’s ground-breaking #EffYourBeautyStandards and activist groups such as Health at Every Size (HAES) do so much for paving the foundations for a positive and healthy image conversation. In spite of this image positive activism, there are still an inordinate number of people whose lives are tainted by self-esteem issues. More, it seems, needs to be done. Continue reading

Where are the plus-size happy endings?

The logistics of movie making are beyond me, but as a film lover there is a startling fact apparent that I can’t not blog about for much longer. I am well versed in the genre of rom-coms and romantic dramas, some of my favourite films even fall into these categories, but I’ve come to notice something. And its been bugging me. Where is my representation? Where are all of the fat characters in love? When films approach the subject of fatness, it is never genuine, raw or real. That’s not to say that films don’t give fat men and women some visibility, it’s just the wrong kind. For both male and female fat characters, the road from opening titles to closing credits is tumultuous, more so when the subject of love is the focal point of their story.

I take umbrage to the idea that fat men and women can’t fall in love before losing weight first. Many films tend to follow the same structure: a fat character is overlooked by the object of their affections, said fat character loses weight, and then gets the girl/guy.ryan Take the character that Ryan Reynolds plays in Just Friends, Chris Brander. As a teenager, Chris is hopelessly in love with his (blonde and slim) best friend Jamie, but Jamie blindly continues their friendship – until they meet some years later and Chris has had his braces removed and shed the weight that he carried. Then she’s interested, funny that. Similarly, Renée Zellweger’s portrayal of well-loved screw up, Bridget Jones, focuses intensely on Bridget’s desire to lose weight and get the guy (all whilst just toeing the line of curvy, I hasten to add). It would be refreshing to see a fat character in love – not in spite of their size, but regardless of it.

Shallow Hal and Hairspray, although to be applauded for their attempts at subverting the stigma surrounding fat relationships, still make some mistakes. Rosemary, Gwyneth Paltrow’s fat-suited character, is ridiculed, bullied and demeaned throughout, until Hal (played by chubby favourite, Jack Black) finally sees her size and overcomes cultural obstacles to fall in love with her in spite of her size. Not a million miles away from this, Tracy Turnblad in Hairspray, smashes through social stigma to become a dancing sensation – oh, and she gets the guy. These films, in my eyes, are pioneers of fat character acceptance: but they still fixate on the size of their fat characters as an entity to overcome, something that has to be acknowledged, discussed and conquered first.

When a fat character is not at the centre of a love narrative, but appears as the ‘token fat character’, they often fall into two categories.The Parody: plus-size favourite, Rebel Wilson, is seen in Pitch Perfect as Fat Amy. fatamyCome on, do I really need to explain why this is a bad move for fat character representation? I’m all for progression and acceptance where the word ‘fat’ is concerned, but when a character is literally defined by their size so obviously, it becomes somewhat absurd. The Manly: comedic genius, Melissa McCarthy, is often at the pinnacle of this category. In Bridesmaids, she plays uncouth and grotesque Megan, in button-down plaid shirts, with no make-up and ‘slacks’, she is presented as a caricature of a fat woman. We see Megan flirt obscenely with most men that she comes across, to no avail, she is meant to be seen as an unattractive joke for her slimmer counterparts to pick fun at.

Sometimes, fat characters are expected to accept this representation for the sake of comedy. The Inbetweeners is non-PC lads ‘banter’ and we are expected to excuse the fun poked at those who are not privy to mainstream acceptance – fat people included. janeeWhen crude Jay falls for fat Jane, he hides behind his emotions by bullying and demeaning her publicly, before subsequently reconciling with her when he realises how he really feels. There is so much wrong with this fat relationship ideology that I don’t know where to start: after being fat shamed, the character of Jane willingly accepts a relationship with Jay. If an impressionable fat man or woman saw this presentation of fatness, they would take only one thing away with them: that it is okay to embark on a relationship with someone who thinks it is okay to bully you, because that’s all you’re worthy of.

Romantic stories for fat characters either don’t exist, or are ridiculed. But I don’t want to live under the precedent that fat people can’t have wholesome, loving relationships any longer. I want to see fat men and women involved in romantic comedies and dramas without reference to their size being made; I want to see fat men and women be real and genuine; I want fat men and women to be acknowledged as real characters, not as parodies or as a joke; I want to see fat men and women in love.

I want to see my happily ever after, Hollywood.

I stand in awe of my body…


I stand in awe of my body, and you should stand in awe of yours too. Your body is remarkable and it is not given the credit that it deserves.

The culture that we live in focuses so highly on praising those who are aesthetically pleasing, that it forgets to acknowledge the other (more important) aspects of what a body can do. Yes, all bodies are beautiful and no, they don’t need to prescribe to ignorant ideals to be seen as such. We do not take enough time to appreciate the absolute wonder that the human body is – this vessel that we have been given to exist in is demeaned and ridiculed by a society that values beauty and attractiveness over anything else. In spite of ourselves, most of us believe the lies that swarm our way, but we can’t help it, it is what we have been conditioned by society to believe. There is no-one to blame and no-one to hold responsible – but if, as a collective, we try to remember the mind-blowing things that are bodies are capable of, we might be able to challenge societies preconceived ideas about what a body’s best attribute is. I’ll bet my bottom dollar that beauty doesn’t even come into the equation after these…

The human eye is so sensitive that if the Earth were flat, you could spot a candle flickering at night from up to 30 miles away.

But the human eye is still being told to focus on the darkness and negativity of self-hatred.

When you blush, the lining of your stomach blushes too.

But we are told to contour, cover up, hide and mask our real and genuine skin.

An adult is made up of 7,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 (7 octillion) atoms. There are ‘only’ 300,000,000,000 (300 billion) stars in our galaxy.

But we are taught that our bodies are nothing special unless we fit into societies ‘ideal’.

A full head of human hair is strong enough to support 12 tonnes.

But we are told to perfect salon-worthy hair, if not, we are not worthy.

Human bone is as strong as granite. A block of bone the size of a matchbox could support nine tonnes of weight.

But we are told that our bodies and minds are weak.

For every pound of fat or muscle gained, your body creates seven miles of new blood vessels.

But we are told that we cannot mentally grow with our bodies.

Your body produces 25 million new cells each second. Every 13 seconds, you produce more cells than there are people in the United States.

But we are told that unless our bodies succumb to societal pressures, not to value ourselves.

Humans shed 40 pounds of skin in their lifetime, completely replacing their outer skin every month.

But we are told not to admire or love the skin we’re in.

Your stomach manufactures a new lining every three days to avoid digesting itself.

But we are told to watch what we eat.

There are more than 600 individual skeletal muscles and 206 bones in your body.

But we are told that the only things worth noting are the size and shape of our bodies.

These are just a handful of the facts out there relating to the human body, and all it takes is a quick Google search to discover all of the things that your body is capable of. I think it’s about time that we stopped hinging our worth on the way that we look, and instead shift the focus to the things that we are able to accomplish because of our inconceivably fascinating bodies. I stand in awe of my body, because it is capable of things beyond my wildest imagination.

The Writer’s Block Made Me Do It…

2537597bbb26aead4f487d0c5fe411a7-d4cg2wwWriter’s block has hit me like a ton of bricks this evening. I fully intended on writing something outspoken and rational about body positivity (as per my usual style) but my brain simply isn’t connecting…

So I’ve done what every self-respecting British blogger does when inspiration doesn’t strike: I’ve had a cup of tea (glass of wine), relaxed (bothered the cat) and planned something for my lovely readers (I’m winging it, basically). A multitude of my blog posts speak about body positivity and preach self-love, but aside from being outspoken and bold about my views, there’s something that I don’t speak about very often that is actually a very big part of my life. It’s something that shouldn’t make a difference but I’m aware that to some people it might, so I thought that I should be open and honest – especially as a huge number of my posts on here and social media sites profess integrity and self-respect. So here goes…

*deep breath*

I’m gay.

Still there? Phew.

Why, why was that so hard for me? I came out so many years ago that you’d think I’d be a dab-hand at it by now, but it feels like coming out to my family all over again. Although I suppose that many of you find my blog through social media connections, and the communities that I have found myself in as a result of these avenues have almost morphed into some kind of extended-dysfunctional family, right? So I thought that it was about time that I shared this part of my life with you all so that you didn’t think I was being disingenuous. I dithered over posting this for some time. Up until now, there have been a few things holding me back – and I thought that I’d share those with you and hope (hopehopehope) that you still want to be a part of my (virtual) life.

In real life situations, I find that there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t have to reveal this part of myself – and I suppose that because being a lesbian is something so innate to me, that I see it as something that I happen to be, not all that I am. But almost every day something propels me into that sphere of uncertainy, whether it’s the “do you have a boyfriend” question, or having to refer to my girlfriend as “partner” when I’m unsure of someone’s reaction or don’t feel that I know them well enough to impart that segment of myself onto them. You see, I can count on one hand the number of people who have glossed over my ‘coming out’ to them (with spectacular tact, I hasten to add) and have appeared unaffected by my declaration, as if I’d just told them that I fancied pizza for dinner that night. Brilliant reaction, the best. But there are others who, when I’ve come out to them, have received the news with delight. Ooh, they think, I can pick her brains, I can ask a whole plethora of questions about lesbians (NB: lesbian sex) and she’ll be completely okay with that – don’t get me wrong, I’m completely open about sex and don’t mind answering the odd question, but there is a point when these questions become inappropriate. So when you have a whole family of people, people who, via Instagram especially, you have come to know, admire and relate to, who are unaware of an integral part of you – it becomes a bit worrying when communicating that knowledge with them.

Another aspect of, well, of life I guess, that made me a bit nervy about posting this is my utter dedication to the body positive community that I’ve found myself in over the last year. I remember when I came out at school (an all girls’ school – cliché, I know) I lost a lot of friends because they thought that I was going to fancy them, or worse actually come on to them. Sorry – but just because I’m gay doesn’t mean that I’m going to want to try and get into the knickers of every woman I meet: don’t flatter yourself. But sustaining my online bopo family requires making connections with people, largely relying on likes and comments on photos – also, paying compliments. Picture this – you’ve posted a photo of you in your underwear and have received reams upon reams of comments and likes, among these comments is one from a guy stating something along the lines of “you look amazing, great boobs”. You probably wouldn’t reply and you’d more than likely be a little put out by his (slightly) creepy boob comment. Imagine if a (perceived) straight woman commented the same thing, you’d probably comment back thanking her and in turn, pay her a compliment. But what about a lesbian? I don’t know if I’m over analysing this and I’m just being overly cautious (I’m a worrier, what can I say) but as a lesbian I worry that my comments might come across akin to those of the creepy man’s. Not what I want. I don’t want these to be confused with flirting, or coming on to someone. Christ, what would my girlfriend think about that? I’m aware of people’s views and everyone’s are different where lesbians are concerned so I try to toe the line between saying what I feel about a woman’s body (in a body positive sense) and not making her feel uncomfortable.

So there you have it. This has probably been an enormous rambling epic (blame the writer’s block) and you probably couldn’t care one way or another, but I wanted to step away from my bopo roots for just a second and just say hey, if you didn’t know I’m a lesbian. It’s quite therapeutic to expose this vulnerability; having suffered at the hands of bullies for both being fat and gay I can now safely say that I am so very comfortable being gay. Much like being fat it’s something that I love, something that I (occasionally) have to stand up for, but mostly it doesn’t matter. It’s just something that is a part of me, and if you have stuck with me, I hope that you respect that.

Call Yourself Fat: I Dare You…

Screen Shot 2014-07-22 at 3.24.51 PMI want to talk about the word fat. A recent blog post of mine was published by Women’s Rights News and subsequently shared on Facebook. The majority of the comments were positive, with most agreeing with the points that I had made throughout the post however, one comment in particular stuck out. I’m open to negative feedback and even constructive criticism – but one woman commented on the post stating that my frequent use of the word fat was bad because “the word fat is an insult”.

Sorry, what?

Fatness, in spite of what many may think, is not affiliated with an unhappy mind-
set. Being called fat is not a bad thing. Calling yourself fat is not a bad thing. Using the word ‘fat’ to describe your body type is not a bad thing. Accepting that you are fat is not a bad thing. Fatness does not correlate with having a miserable life, but receiving negative comments because people are too ignorant to recognise a fat person as an equal, does.


No-one is to blame for this view, only society can be held responsible for the negative connotations that this adjective now holds. A word only becomes negative when it is used as an insult, ‘fat’ describes a certain body type, as do skinny, curvy and thin – the same goes for other words such as tall or short, being blonde or having red hair, having freckles or being of part of an ethnic group. download (8)Any word can have negative repercussions, but only if you give it the power to do so. It is only as a result of social conditioning that we are now led to believe that the word fat is a bad thing. I refuse to cater my writing style, my speech or my language for those who cannot move past this view – the more that we openly use the word fat instead of avoiding it or replacing it with words such as ‘curvy’ or ‘voluptuous’, the more it will be accepted as a standardised part of language. We need to stop mollycoddling the words that we use to describe our bodies; hiding behind passive words gives fuel to those who try to set an ideal for the way a woman should look.

I’m no stranger to being bullied, but ever since I’ve had body positivity raging through my veins, I haven’t given my fat body a single negative thought. Coincidentally, this also means that I couldn’t give a shit what people are saying about me e15bdc1c385c3aa7ad094cfb8d598fb2behind my back, to my face, or online – finding body love enables you to ignore the derogatory and pessimistic comments from others and allows you to bask in the glow of your own positive certainty. Similarly, normalising a word that has been used harmfully against you, can also offer you this same positive standpoint – if you accept that you are fat and work that word into your language, you take away the negative power that it once held over you. As a result, the bullies and their words become ineffective and defunct. As the age old saying goes: “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me”. We all know that’s a lie, but we can do some damage limitation to minimise the effects of negative body talk and language on our mentalities – go out and start a body positive conversation, become a fat warrior for your cause.

PhototasticCollage-2015-07-17-20-36-11BIKINI BABES

It’s hot, you’re at the beach and you fancy a dip in the sea. So what, pray tell, do we wear when we are told that bikinis are reserved for those who have flat stomachs? Well ladies, we wear whatever the hell we want to! For so many years we are told that fat women should cover up at the beach, that we should don a t-shirt and shorts so that other people aren’t subjected to our cellulite, or thighs that touch, or wobbly tummies. But I don’t want to do this anymore, I want to feel the water against my skin and the sand between my tummy rolls. In a society where beach body ready campaigns are prevalent we need to do everything in our power to subvert the idea that only slim women can wear bikinis. So come on ladies, show me a beach body YOUR way.









Thank you so much to the ladies who took part in this, it means so much to me. Please find their Instagram accounts listed below – I urge you to follow them, they are all absolutely incredible! If you want to be in next weeks edition of FATshion Faux Pas, then please find me at @franhayden on Instagram and use my hashtag #FATshionfauxpas to be featured!

@mindsetforlifeltd @griminator @nita_von_t @bodyposipanda

@ittybittyrandii @peach_e_paige @amandaapparel

@cute_curvy @scrumptious22 @chubbybabe_ @lady_mcfat

@cupcakethighs @johnsonalanna

@buckleyourboots @jamie.the.human @curlyredhairednewfie

@katekatewilde @tellypie_deluxe

@end_body_shame @thickerthanathrifter

@charlotte.bb @curvykirsti @smiles_and_strength

@marooned_mermaid @brokenlevee @haleymay1997



Leggings are comfortable. They’re stretchy, they expand, they move with your body and you can do almost anything in them – including lunges – without fear of them breaking, in fact the only thing more comfortable than leggings are pyjamas. So why, pray tell, is it frowned upon when curvy women decide to don a pair in public? We don’t always want to hide our thick thighs in jeans or underneath a skirt, and let’s face it, some tops look better when teamed with leggings than anything else. We get our fair amount of stick for wearing leggings and there are countless memes out there likening our legging-clad legs and bums to a whole plethora of undesirable things. But why should that stop us? It shouldn’t, precisely. So pull on those leggings and let the waistband rest under your boobs, leggings are for all body types and no-one can tell you that you don’t look sensational.


buckleyourboots perkiez

shilayna jewelzjourney

katekatewilde curlyredhairednewfie

tellypie peach_e_paige mistresscutepoisomrsmeggerz cute_curvy

LusciousLeggings @sarahjaneurbane spookyfatbabe bodypositiveeverydamnday

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Thank you so much to the ladies who took part in this, it means so much to me. Please find their Instagram accounts listed below – I urge you to follow them, they are all absolutely incredible! If you want to be in next weeks edition of FATshion Faux Pas, then please find me at @franhayden on Instagram and use my hashtag #FATshionfauxpas to be featured!


@buckleyourboots @perkiez

@shilayna @jewelzjourney

@katekatewilde @curlyredhairednewfie

@tellypie_deluxe @peach_e_paige @mistresscutepoison

@mrsmeggerz @cute_curvy @sarahjaneurbane

@spookyfatbabe @bodypositiveeverydamnday

@qimzel @discotech_juliet


Need a Body Positive Boost…?

Body positivity is not something that is ingrained into us from an early age, we do not arrive as fully-fledged EffYourBeautyStandards members and sometimes we have to remember not to run before we can walk. The journey to body love is long and tumultuous, it seems ridiculous sometimes that even though we are given this body, due to societal pressure and ideals, we have to fight to forge some kind of relationship with it – and sadly, this isn’t always a positive one. So many people detest the way they look and fall into a vicious cycle of self-deprecation, self-loathing, and dangerous eating/exercising habits, but it doesn’t have to be like that. Body positivity is subjective, the feelings I have towards my body will not be the same feelings that you have towards yours – it is a highly personal road to be on and only you can decide what your ultimate destination is, although sometimes we don’t have a goal in mind. If you are feeling low about the way you look, you cannot indefinitely say that you’ll be okay wandering around in public sporting a bikini some day, similarly, if you publicly exhibit self-love, you can’t indefinitely state that you’ll always love your body. We are all human, and we all have days where we don’t like what we see – but that’s not a bad thing, as long as you manage to pull yourself out of the body-loathing funk you slip in to.

Here are some body positive boosters that I hope will help… I can’t tell you how to find body positivity, but I sure can help to guide you in the right direction: the rest is up to you.

Look at yourself.

Throughout my body positive journey, one of the biggest hurdles that I’ve had to overcome is being able to look at myself in the mirror without cringing. I’d always find something to pick fault with: my top didn’t suit me, my trousers were showing off my muffin top, my arms were too exposed, my legs too chunky, my hair too frizzy. But over time, I realised that I was only repeating what the bullies had told me time and time again, and what society had conditioned me to believe. So how 7d680f5d63d5d605b6243ea42a9a219ddid I move past this? I made myself look at my body, not to criticise – but to appreciate. Standing in front of a mirror clothed or, in time, naked, and looking at yourself – seeing yourself through your eyes without any societal preconceptions, is one of the most invigorating things that you can do for your self-esteem. You’ll notice things that you never even glanced at before: you’ll notice the curve of your waist, the smoothness of your skin, the thickness of your thighs, the shape of your face. But do not criticise, just notice, observe and most importantly, smile.

Bopo Booster Challenge

Go to a mirror, right now. When you’re there, if you feel comfortable then take your clothes off – if not, then stay clothed, that’s fine too. Smile at yourself, spend a good ten to fifteen minutes observing your body, make yourself stay there and acknowledge things that you hadn’t noticed before.

Accept compliments, especially from yourself.

How many of us dismiss compliments as non-statements? God knows I used to. Someone would call me beautiful and I’d tell them that they were lying; someone would tell me that they loved my body, I’d scoff and disbelieve them instantly; I never took compliments from myself, saying that I looked good was an alien concept to me and I couldn’t say it without stumbling half-heartedly over the words. Receiving and accepting compliments is not comparable to being big headed or vain – people don’t hand out compliments willy-nilly, so learn to thank 6837aa4eb5b525c628ebfb57567b9cc9them for their kindness and, more importantly, try to believe what they are saying. Society tells us that people outside of the norm aren’t attractive every day, but every day there are thousands of people, of all shapes and sizes, in love, in relationships and (shock) having sex! Learn to trust in someone’s words when they say that they think you’re beautiful or pay you any other kind of compliment. Not only this, but never be afraid of paying yourself a compliment, if you catch sight of yourself and think you look damn fine, tell yourself that you look like a goddess!

Bopo Booster Challenge

The next time that you’re getting ready and look in the mirror to see how you look, do not fiddle with your clothes or your hair – just stand there. Soak up the way you look and give yourself five compliments. You might not believe them at first, but if you do this every time that you’re getting ready, or even if you fancy a bit of self-love, I can guarantee that you’ll learn to accept and believe the positive things that you’re telling yourself, rather than focusing on the negative things.

Treat yourself.

At the beginning of my body positive journey, I believed that treating myself was a little self-indulgent. Whether that treat came in the form of new clothes, a glass of wine, a doughnut, a bubble bath or a whole pizza to myself – I wouldn’t do tumblr_mxep41JiR01sa1gyxo1_500it, I didn’t think that I deserved it. So many of us don’t allow our bodies and our minds a little bit of TLC, but it is so important that we look after ourselves. We are no stranger to hectic working days and jam-packed social lives, but when we are plagued with a full calendar, when do we find time to treat ourselves? Bodies and minds get tired, and when you’re exhausted, negativity finds a way to slip in to your mind-set. I’ve found that making time to rejuvenate myself, has had a hugely positive impact on my mentality and if you can find the space in your day to give yourself a big, wholesome, mental hug, you’ll feel so much better too.

Bopo Booster Challenge

Make time for you. It doesn’t have to be long, an hour? Two hours? The length of time is up to you. But turn off your phone and find some peace with your mind, allow yourself to switch off and indulge in the things that make you feel better: a bath, a takeaway, a pamper session, read that book you’ve been meaning to pick up, do some yoga – whatever you think will serve your mind and improve your positivity in the long run.

Explore your body.

When you don’t like the way you look, it is incredibly difficult to look at your body, let alone touch it. I know, I’ve been there. But forging a positive relationship with your body means connecting with yourself, or reconnecting (after all, no-one was b91073f982279c41bf5697ec471f1c54born into self-loathing). Touch is personal, touch is intimate, it is the thing that we use to show affection, it is the thing that we use to connect with our lovers, so why don’t you touch yourself? Nothing sexual, although if that’s the route you’d prefer to go down if it helps you, then go ahead! Just, feel your body. We learn, as babies, through touch, so why not re-learn ‘you’ in this way? Finding that you can touch your body and not be squeamish about your lumps and bumps is a fundamental step in learning to love yourself – not only this, but knowing where you are comfortable being touched aids intimacy with a partner. There’s nothing to be ashamed of where feeling your self is concerned, you might learn to feel more like yourself as a result.

Bopo Booster Challenge

It’s as simple as this: run a bubble bath, light some candles and spend some time with yourself to learn your body.

Reach out.

There is no shame in asking for help. There is no shame in reaching out. There is no shame in asking for some advice. There is no shame in asking questions. There is no need to struggle on your own. So many of us have been told that we shouldn’t talk about our bodies in a public sphere and, if we ask for help we are accused of fishing for compliments, we need to learn that this is not the case. If there’s one thing that I’ve learnt, it is that there is a whole community of people at varying stages of body positivity, ready and waiting to help. Since becoming a part of this rapidly thriving community, I’ve managed to connect with so many sensational women and men who are more supportive than I could have asked for. They are c78d4ffa19d4a07c3e106b865c00b536there to pick you up when you need help, to offer advice when you’re flailing, to put you on a pedestal when you have a breakthrough and to support you in anything you endeavour to do. There is no shame in reaching out to those that you admire, those who are asking for help, and those who are on their journey – as you are. We are all learning and the road to self-love and body positivity is never-ending, but there are people out there who understand, in spite of what you’ve been told.

Bopo Booster Challenge

Spend some time on Instagram, on Twitter and Facebook researching body positive activists and make an effort to connect with them.