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Beauty, Brains and BMIs

Recently this photo accompanying an article in Plus Model Magazine sparked some serious controversy. The point was that most models have dangerously low BMI’s (Body Mass Indexes) compared to other women; moreover, the lack of clothing sizes made available to larger women is disconcerting. There was also great debate in the comments about what constitutes “normal” or “average”…

My Playboy Pictorial

I was featured in Playboy recently. Oh wait, you didn’t know? Holy crap, where have you been? Well, it’s your lucky day because I’m going to share the juicy bits with you here. Name: Erin Writer/SAHM to three divas/Culinarily-challenged Housewife Extraordinaire Bust: Saline. Waist: Post-baby saggy + FUPA  + linea negra + icky belly button Hips: 40ish+ Height: 5’8″…

All About My Boobs

So let’s just get it all out in the open, shall we? I HAVE BREAST IMPLANTS. *cue gasps* No, they’re neither the stripper kind nor the Pamela Anderson kind. Just the kind that make me look like a regular, average woman. When I was young I was flat-chested. Concave, if we’re being honest. Add my…

Body Memories

Half a lifetime ago I was writing angsty teen poetry, looking for true love and hating my body. My poetry hasn’t improved much and true love has turned out to be a lot of work, but the body thing –that might be working out. Half a lifetime ago I was a size 14 and thought…

It Gets Better – But It Might Be Good Right Now

I can’t tell you that I had some awful high school experience that sucked so badly. I can’t give you the “It was bad…But! Behold! It gets better!” story. I mean, it does get better. I think that for most people, life gets better as it goes on. There are ups and downs, high points…

5 Things No One Tells You About Being Pregnant Until It’s Too Late

By the time I was six years old, I had given birth multiple times. The way it worked was, I would put on one of my mom’s old silk kimonos (relics from her childless, bohemian days which had since been bequeathed to me for my “dress-up closet,” which was really just an old laundry hamper…