Life is an amazing journey & in order to travel it well we have to embrace ourselves completely. These are the musings of a Curvy Girl enjoying the moments and learning to live her life one curve at a time. Buckle Up!
We could not be more excited. It’s been a year since The Limited announced that it was closing eloquii and in an unexpected twist of fate we’re back and better than ever! ELOQUII is now an independent company owned and operated by its employees. We’re inspired to finally deliver the…
Even as a Model, I still have a belly, cellulite, stretch marks, and thanks to nursing a son- not the perkiest boobs. However- that doesn’t devalue me at all. I think if anything, it makes my body more interesting. Like my tattoos, they tell a story and I can tell you where I was or how I was feeling at that moment, similar to when I look at my body. “This scar is from when I had a c-section." "These scars are from crashing my bike on the gravel after not wearing a helmet even after my mother warned me multiple times." "My stretch marks are from puberty, and many years after”..etc.
My newest blog post: Learning to love my fat body… naked.
I often talk about being a big dancer and how I’ve overcome obstacles…but today I want to take a more positive and celebratory route…join me in the passenger seat won’t you?!
I have been modeling for this AMAZING photographer, Nina Méndez Martí, for her project on dance as a form of insanity, joy, exhaustion, all sorts of emotions! Working with her I knew that I had to let go of all my inhibitions, my fears, my concerns, EVERYTHING. So there I was in her studio, dancing in a leotard, on a bed with all my glorious jiggle spots dancing with me…and for a moment….I didn’t feel self conscience or uncomfortable….for a moment…. I felt so….. FREE! I was having so much fun and embraced my leotard riding up and falling down. I let go because this wasn’t about me, it was about the moment! And as soon as you let go of the worries, you begin to realize, “Shit, I’m having a blast!!!”
In a time where we use Instagram, blogs and Facebook to record our everyday adventures, we get caught up in the “omg my arm looks fat here” or “ugh my face is a mess, delete!” we forget about the actual moment. So what your face looks a hot ass mess…it’s because at that moment you were getting low, having fun and didn’t care about posing for the camera phone. So I say post that picture where you think “omg my ass looks flat/huge/weird/etc…” and instead say “omg jumping on the bed for this shoot reminded me of jumping around with my sister when we were young! So fun!”