You know how Facebook does that creepy thing where it loads your sidebar with ads that appeal to you based on your browsing history?
Every March I headed outside in a brand new bathing suit so Andy could quickly snap a photo of me in the frigid wind, my feet burning on the frozen ground, my pale skin all prickled and bumpy; all in the name of swimsuit confidence.
Today is the day! Fat Girl Walking is officially in paperback, and you can buy her here now!
Most days I walk around my house pretending to be Oprah. You know, pre-weird about bread Oprah. I’m building an empire! Give me carbs and a house in Hawaii!
I can’t remember when I started playing with Barbies… I only remember playing with them way past the time it was considered cool.
“The authors suggest that one reason why [using plus size bodies in advertisements is bad] being larger-bodied may appear to be contagious is that as it is seen as more socially permissible, individuals exhibit lower motivation to engage in healthy behaviors and consume greater portions of unhealthy food.” – AMA
I am terrible at keeping secrets. I have been dying to spill this one. Signed, sealed and official.
So, you have tons of Christmas shopping to do, but without a GOOP budget? No problem.
We just got home from a week away at Disney World.
Recently Gigi told me she liked a boy. She’s in 1st grade, so I don’t even know what liking a boy at this stage even means, but naturally, my response was, “who needs boys when you’re going to be running your own television network?”