It’s been my summer goal this year to dress more colorfully, but that’s easier said than done when 90% of my wardrobe is black and grey. And it’s not that I don’t enjoy the fact that my closet fulfills the goth(then emo c.’05 ofc) dreams of my tween years, I just started to get a little bored I guess. I’ve never been the type to stick to one solid “style”, my personal style has always been an ever morphing combination of everything that caught my eye. I could never fully commit to being the super feminine retro queen, or the boho hipster girl, or the gothy babe, or the androgynous minimalist, because I want to be all of things at once! And i’m starting to realize it’s a little hard to accomplish that in total grey scale.


Then a few months ago, I was looking through my instagram page and came across an old post from when I modeled for Tunnel Vision last year, where i’m wearing bright greens and yellows with my lavender hair. And in the caption i’m talking about how I stayed away from certain colors for so long because I was afraid of clashing with my hair color, but then I saw how I looked in these photo’s and realized how totally bullshit that was! Seeing this picture again made me realize that I hadn’t actually incorporated any more colors into my wardrobe in the year since I posted it. And because of that, I decided to take the opportunity of my birthday shopping spree at the giant two-story Forever 21(of which there is still probably only about 1/8 the space that occupies Plus Size) and surrounding mall, to revamp my closet with some color! That’s when I found this perfect banana top, and another similar yellow dress, and on a whim decided to try them on in the dressing room together and fell IN LOVE!



A few weeks later I got a DM from @Sunglassup_ on instagram talking about a collaboration, and as soon as I saw these yellow sunglasses I remembered back to that dressing room and knew it was a match made in heaven! The dress I found before unfortunately didn’t fit how i’d like, so I had to wait patiently as I scoured the internet looking for another simple yellow spaghetti strap dress. I eventually found this lil cutie on sale at ASOS and was so excited that there was just enough time to get it shipped over before I left for Vegas.


We took these pictures about 10 minutes out of Rachel, NV on the Extraterrestrial Highway, which you can read more about in my last blog post EXTRAterrestrial. And of course I had to take advantage of the empty highway with my favorite powerful-badass pose in the middle of the road!


Here’s the sitch’:

Banana Top: Forever 21+
(Sold out but here’s some similar tees with milk cartons , butterflies, and pandas!)
Dress: ASOS Curve
(Sold Out but here’s the similar original dress I tried on)
Shoes: Converse
Sunglasses: Sunglass Up
Use my code MULSA20 for 20% off your order and free shipping through July!


This past week I was with my love out in Vegas for our yearly summer vacation! Our main objectives were to see shows, eat way too much food, and hopefully not totally waste our paychecks on all those bright movie-themed slots that we can’t seem to stop giving our money to, so we weren’t exactly planning a “Sin City” type of trip. However, during weekdays hotels on the Strip are actually pretty affordable, so we did go all out on one of those mini suites with the giant tub right in the middle of the room. Through the whole planning of this trip I was so excited to buy a bubble bomb at the Lush in front of our hotel so I could take some fancy-bitch bubble bath pictures, ya know, with a glass of champagne in my hand(except its secretly cider because my taste for alcohol is that of a high schooler), and my hair in a messy bun but in, like, a hot way. But then reality kicks in: it’s 2 am, and I just half nakedly slumped over the coffee table in my hotel room to inhale one of Guy Fieri’s bacon mac-and-cheese burgers, after a day full of half drunkenly dodging like a weird amount of children through the casino floors. This all meaning that the moment my fat ass hit those bubbles, and I could finally just relax in a nice warm bath, all the promises I made to myself to take this opportunity to further my social media content just melted away, and laying in the tub with my lil feets on the jets became top priority.


Unfortunately, that kinda became the tone for the whole trip. Neither of us really wanted to lug around the camera bag through big crowds and 115 degree weather, so I didn’t get to take advantage of all the beautiful sites the Strip has to offer, like I originally wanted to. But we were determined to make up for it on our trip back home, when we took a detour to drive through Nevada’s Extraterrestrial Highway.


For those of you who’ve never heard of it before, The Extraterrestrial Highway is a 98 mile, mostly empty, stretch of highway running through the Nevada desert that connects to several access roads leading to the gates of Area 51(which is why it’s supposedly a hot bed for alien activity and UFO sightings)! We didn’t drive down any since they’re all pretty long dirt roads, and you can only get a few miles from the actual gates before you’re chased down by security, but we made sure to stop by every alien gift shop and little road side attractions we could find!


We did actually end up talking to man at one of the stops, who was travelling alone and I think pulled into the shop we were at just so he could share his experience at the gates with somebody. After he talked up the cashier for a couple of minutes, we crossed paths while walking back to the car, and he asked us if we were planning on driving out to any of the access roads, then began to tell us how he got a little too close and had a few security vehicles racing towards him before he quickly turned around and sped away, eventually getting far enough that they left him alone. He did manage to snap a picture or two of the gates before they showed up, which he excitedly pulled up on his phone to show us. He began to joke about how lucky he was to have gotten away because “if they would’ve caught him they could get away with doing whatever they wanted to him in a place like that.”We all had a good laugh and wished each other safe travels, then as we turn to get back into the car my boyfriend looked at me with a face that said “yeah, there’s definitely no way in hell we’re driving down there now.”


For the sake of being realistic, I decided to make this post a mixture of both my tourist-y photo’s wearing my “holy shit it’s hot & I just wanna be comfy”outfit, as well as some that are more like my usual outfit posts, which I got a chance to shoot after stopping at the A’LE’INN for a quick meal of cosmic burgers, and a place to freshen up, at our last big stop in Rachel, Nevada.


After you pass Rachel, NV there’s basically nothing for at least a good 40 miles until you hit the intersection to another highway. It was actually kind of cool how lonely the roads were out there. We were travelling down the highway around the same time as about maybe two or three other groups of people, but besides running into them at the A’le’inn, the majority of the drive we rarely crossed paths with other cars. It made it a great place to take some pictures with the desert back drop, and we shot another psootd shortly after leaving the diner! But those will have to wait until my next post! So for now, I’ll just wrap this up by saying what I tell myself after vacation I ever go on: “I swear I’m gonna take more pictures next time!”


Outfit 1:
– X-files Top: Torrid
– Active Shorts: Torrid
– Sunglasses: Sunglass Up

Outfit 2:
Mesh Top: Boohoo Plus
Bralette: Torrid
– Shorts: Torrid
Alien Earrings: Marina Fini from Tunnel Vision
Glasses: Zenni 


It’s been almost a year since I’ve gained a following on Instagram. As summer quickly approached and it started reaching well over 90 degrees on a daily basis, I began to post more and more outfits including warm weather essentials like shorts, crop tops, and tanks. It was this outfit in particular that originally sparked a large response. As someone who had just a few thousand followers at the time, getting 1,000+ likes, features on pages, and over 70+ comments on each post, it was VERY OVERWHELMING. I was stuck between being incredibly happy to be able to reach so many people who may need bopo inspiration while also being acknowledged for my outfits, and dreading the inevitable onslaught of hate mail, unsolicited “health advice”, and internet trolls that seemed to come full force every time I made a post.

It was… a weird time. and a little scary? but also kind of wonderful??!??! So in honor of my beginnings, I decided to redo my entire outfit, now almost a year later, and share some of my favorite Instagram captions from the past, a.k.a 101 ways to tell fatphobes to fuck off (more like 3 for right now lol but ya know)

tbtb6“Up Next: Should fat girls wear shorts and crop tops?!? More of me totally not giving a fuck at 11!!!”

tbtb10“Me: hey this outfit is cute I like my hair💖
Trash: I know enough about health to know that i can diagnose u from a pic ur def gonna die soon here’s a in depth description of ur insides and everything wrong with them I know what I’m talking about I follow people who post poorly photoshopped health graphics from reddit with the same 3 incorrect statistics health is my life that’s why i spend an unhealthy amount of time trying to make people feel like shit don’t be mean to me though I’m just trying to help you sweetieo”

“I am FAT! Very fat! And I love myself, very much! You don’t need to tell me I’m fat, I know! Fat people are not some less self aware, less intelligent sub species that entitled thin people with superiority complexes seem to think we are. Please do not come to me using your thin veil of health concerns when you really just hate fat people. Let me remind you that you do not know my health, or actually anything about me, based on these pictures(except for maybe the fact that I can really rock a pair of shorts)and pretending like you got my medical chart right in front of you just proves you’re full of shit. It should not be some radical act to post pictures of yourself while fat! It should not be radical to wear shorts in the heat while fat! It should not be radical to love yourself while fat! My posts are not here for thin people to share their hate for fat bodies with the world, or make fun of me with their friends because I ruined their precious social media feed. My posts are for ME to talk about how cute I AM, and it is NOT up for debate.”

These days things are a lot quieter, over the winter months until now I’ve only received maybe 30 instances of hate mail, as opposed to the hundreds I would get daily in the weeks following this outfit.

I have often said in the past that mean comments didn’t really effect me, and that’s a lie. They all do. Of course they do! But what i really mean is that they don’t effect me the way the cruel people leaving the comments would hope for. They don’t make me feel bad about myself, or keep me from living my life happily. They don’t effect my self esteem, I am the only one who has power over that. But it does effect me. I get upset,  I get mad, I get angry!!! I’m angry that I can’t post a picture of myself in usual summer attire without hoards of strangers telling me to go on a diet. Hell, I’m damn right furious that gracefully taking a consistent flow of hate is almost a requirement for any fat blogger/model/public figure that wants to be successful.

Even now, a year later, I am filled to brim with anxiety about the incoming responses that will result when I post these new pics on Instagram. But I’m doing it anyway. For every fat girl that sends me a message saying I helped them feel confident enough to show their legs and tummies. &For every fat girl out there who stays in jeans and a hoodie through 100 degree weather. & most importantly I’m gonna post them for ME!

All Weather is Crop Top Weather

It might be gloomy and 55 degrees outside(I’m in central California so that’s pretty cold! Let me live!), but i’m still all about crop tops! The crop top trend marked an important step for me in experimenting with styles outside of my comfort zone, and no “trends that need to die” lists are going to stop me from showing off my round, stretch mark covered midriff!


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Who am I? How did I get here?

For the past couple weeks I’ve been lowkey having a breakdown writing my “about me” and trying to explain the effects body positivity has had on me and my life. It’s something I feel so strongly about but every time I try to put my experiences into words I either feel like I sound stupid or I’m trying too hard like a weird commercial targeted towards millennials where they say like “Wednesdays we squad” or some shit like that. I guess I’m just really nervous, ya know, starting a blog! A real adult blog with it’s own domain! It feels so official. I’ve always maintained my involvement with the plus size and body positive community, as well as my presence online, as just a fun little hobby I did between scrolling through memes on social media. And in many ways, it is a hobby. I spend my free time playing dress up and taking selfies, it’s fun, I love it! But I know deep down it serves such a bigger purpose for me; it’s my participation and contribution to a community that has changed my life, and it’s important to me. I never really admitted to others, or myself really, that I cared so much or worked so hard at what I do, because what if I put all this effort into sharing myself and my life with the world, and everyone hated me? or I said the wrong things? or my pictures weren’t good enough? or no one even cared at all?  I’ve always wanted to have a blog like this but it meant really trying and possibly failing, so I stuck to my “no biggie its whatever just having fun” attitude on social media. But these last couple of years on tumblr and instagram have actually really helped me become more confident in being who I am and speaking my mind, and I can’t keep procrastinating until “perfection” can be achieved. So I sit here, suffering from writers block and practically drowning in anxiety, trying my damnedest to just be myself so I can tell you a little something about me without sounding like a crazy tool.

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