Hullo! It's been awfully quiet around the blog again :-) Today I made it a point to find the time to make a post, and although there are many works-in-progress to write about, somehow I kept leaning towards writting about body issues haha.
I am not obese, nor in unhealthy weight range for my 5'5" frame. But from childhood, I always got teased about being..well.."chunky" (for the lack of a better term). Growing up in a country where the average frame size is in the thin region, I felt a bit out of context to say the least. But what challenged me most was my body was not made for fashion hahaha.
In grade school my classmates use to call me "Vantress", which is a breed of chicken popular at that time. :-) [IMAGE FROM HERE]
Honestly, I don't remember how I use to feel being called that haha. I do remember how all the girls would play "Chinese garter" which is a popular game here wherein two people are holding a rubber garter taut on each end and you have to jump over. It will start at feet level then go up in about 3"-6" increments every level or so (think a reverse limbo rock, but you jump). In a childhood world where your prowess was measured in school-yard games, I was a laughingstock. Apparently, some chickens can't fly.
Puberty was not kinder, and by the time I reached my freshman year of college I was averaging 140-145 lbs. and couldn't really find any clothes that would match my proportions.Specially as I loved fashion and all the wonderful images in conjures, it was a tad bit frustrating. It did not help matters that my fashionable mother and sister were well-proportioned and blessed with svelte bodies no matter what they ate. Clothes-borrowing from their closet was out of the question for fear of stretching the garment. The stores at that time did not have much choices as well, and if I found something that fit, it did not flatter my body at all and most of the time I ended up looking like "chorizo" (sausage) :-(
BUT wait.. there was another fashionable person in the family..one whose proportions I mirrored (albeit some minor differences)...my father! Hahahha. Although he had a belly by this time, he had meticulously kept all his clothes from when he was in his 30's, clothes which fit my body to a T. Thus, I had real vintage 60's/70's clothing for my wardrobe and my affair with vintage proportions and sillhouettes began. More importantly, he taught me to have confidence and that it's the personality that matters :-) Thank you Papa.
Now I am in my 30's, maintain a weight range of 130-135 lbs. and have born a happy child :-) Some say your body changes after childbirth..well, no love lost there since I cannot lose what I never had hahah. I am still a lover of fashion although I have accepted that sometimes it does not love me back hahah. I now understand that weight is a gauge for health, and proportions are a gauge for fashion. It's not about being thin, it's about finding the right sillhouettes that flatter your figure.
Times have also changed. The concept of proportions in fashion has changed and the internet has brought an onslaught of fashion bloggers in all shapes and sizes. Clothing companies have responded (although I have yet to see a category for "chunky") and magazines and brand commercials are taking cue. It makes me happy and to see this phenomenon for I know it will make the young girls of present & future generations achieve confidence and acceptance at an earlier age. Giving them the opportunity to move on to thinking and doing other things that will benefit the rest of the world.
There is more to life than body issues and fashion :-) So I got my move on. Dealt with it. Accepted it. Rockin' it hahaha.
Happy Monday ya'll! Wishing everyone a lovely week ahead ♥.
Peace. Love. Dream. Accept.