Why I love altering my shape with corsetting
I’m very proud of the shape I’ve been able to achieve over the years. But, unless I’m going to a special event where I feel it will be appreciated, I tend to somewhat hide it — I just don’t want to get stared at with those confused looks. There tends to be an assumption that corseting is a ridiculous way to look thinner. But that’s really not what it’s about at all. It’s about a lot of things, but that is definitely not one of them.
Why I stopped giving a shit about my size
Just a little over a year ago something shifted in me, it was one of the first things I stopped giving a shit about whilst applying the philosophy of “fuck it“. Health is important to me, don’t get me wrong. I just really don’t care what size I am, I am SO over wishing I was smaller.
Let’s talk about breast reductions
I’m 35, and finally coming to the realization that I just really don’t like my large breasts. So, I’ve started thinking about breast reduction, but find myself conflicted. Something about it feels like cheating, or betraying, the body that otherwise has served me so well. I would love to hear from the Offbeat Homies — both from folks who have had reductions or who have thought about it but took another course.
Sucking at ballet class makes me love my body
I suck at ballet. Though I have been dancing for a few years, the style of the class I’m taking is extremely foreign to me. But even so, in the month since I’ve been in class, I have witnessed my own metamorphosis.
Enter Sock Dreams utopia: where socks are the gateway to body positivity!
Everyone’s as obsessed with Sock Dreams as I am, right? I mean, how can you resist a magical realm where people are so obsessed with their socks that they have special acronyms like OTK (Over The Knee), and review them with precise descriptions like exactly what size of deliciously meaty thigh any given stocking will perfectly fit?
Did you catch Offbeat Home & Life and How-To Hair Girl on the Today Show?
Remember Roxie Hunt’s post about arm pit-dying DIY post from last month? Well, it’s been getting some mainstream attention this week — first the LA Times, then the Today Show. Here’s Kathy Lee and Hoda Kotb being horrified by the concept, and decreeing it “freaky”…
How to dye your armpit hair
I work at Vain, one of Seattle’s most beloved salons. I have always wanted to color someone’s pit hair. I have actually done it once, but It was a late night with too much wine and without the proper tools available. I asked my co-worker Rain if she would be down to let me dye her pit hair blue to match her hair color and she agreed, heartily. (OR should I say pitily.) We both knew that we were jumping into uncharted territory, but we felt that Vain was just the place to pioneer some pit color. Here is how it went…
How my armpits inspired me to make conscious choices
I haven’t shaved or waxed my armpits in five years. And, until recently, I hadn’t given it all that much conscious thought, beyond the dull general awareness that I feel about my pit hair when I’m in certain settings. Today I’m going to talk about armpit hair, and plunge into the realm of conscious choices.