Showing posts with label dancing foo'. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dancing foo'. Show all posts

Monday, March 29, 2010

feelin' sassy &thinking of clothes


This isn't a progress picture. More of a I like me some curvy hips. I don't have curvy hips. I was totally sticking my hip out for these. Me, I'm First Nations and our asses are flat like bannock. So when I *do* have an ass, it's chub, not ass. I'll be working on that. Squats are going to become my friend.
This also brings me to my latest additions: big-sexy-fashion blogs. I find that, since I am a larger woman, I have a hard time dressing myself. What I'm wearing above is a general sort of stay at home outfit for me. Stretchy work-out pants (cough cough... when I don't work out... cough, cough) and a tank. I write so I stay home a lot, in isolation. I like it, I crave it, but when I do go out, I have social obligations. Photographer, student, conference speaker, role model, grocery shopper. Most of these, I try and look somewhat put together and most times, that calls for something other than stretchy pants.

I will post a pic of what I'm wearing tonight. You'll see the difference. And it will be fun for me. I'm sorry if you don't like plus-size fashion. There will be some of that here. It's important to dress good to feel good to keep moral up, I think.

ETA: So here is my School Outfit.

Jeans: $10 from The Bargain Shop (sale) (no joke, this place is the BOMB for jeans. They fit great!)
Tank: $5 at Wal-Mart (sale)
Cardigan: $17 from Addition Elle (sale)

Scarf: Xmas gift
Jacket: $22 from Addition Elle (sale)
Purse: $40 from La Chateau
Obviously, I like me a good sale. I don't usually wear too much jewelry but I do have a lot of it so I want to use it more. I have a lot of purses but tend to wear one until I'm done with it being my favorite. Anyways, I felt good. It felt comfortable.

Friday, March 19, 2010

picking a theme song

I love to dance. It's never mattered what my size was. I was always on the dance floor, shaking my bannock (aka flat ass) to the hard beats of the DJ's booth and it was sick. I love it. I'm the first one the floor and the last one to leave. I close down the clubs.

That being said, whenever I attempt to work out, I need some music to get me pumped up. Here are two guaranteed to get me moving and they may be part of my theme songs now, using sexy in there somehow.





I need to get out to the clubs more once I get home. It's the only time where I'm on my feet for 6+ hours and sweating and grooving. It's a huge amount of exercise that I totally feel the next day and I miss it. I live in Vancouver, which is just not big-friendly, and whenever I hit up the clubs, I'm surrounded by skinny bitches and I feel so aawwkkwwaarrrddd. First thing I'm doing when I move back to Saskatchewan is plan a weekend in the City of Bridges and shake my thang, all weekend. Just me and all my favorite girls, together again.

I miss dancing.