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Ranting and disputing and disagreeing, oh my.

I am getting so tired of mainstream media and their constant abuse of photoshop editing. I am getting tired of the notion that if I have stretch marks or cellulite or for god’s sake, even dark circles under my eyes that I am not beautiful. I have something to say to you, IT’S CALLED LIFE. Want to sell me your new BB cream or moisturiser, then use a human being that doesn’t deserve to have his/her dignity in question and their body smoothed and flattered to pander to the magazine or advert executives. We are creating a distorted view to the younger generations who are going to grow up in a world believing that they are not worthy because they have a blemish or they are ‘’overweight’’ 

We are already in a world where a young woman is being heckled and chastised because she decided to have her model photographs unedited. Can you believe this, she is a size 10 and these people called her fat. I’m trying not to be preachy, I understand that we are biology and we are all different shapes and sizes, but what happened to decency? What happened to acceptance? I know we have come to accept that photoshop is a part of the fashion and media world, but why should it have to be? There is nothing more beautiful and graceful than a person who is their true genuine self. It is raw, it is powerful and compelling. Show me a model that has life in her face and body, a face that shows experience and a story.

 I am going off on a tangent here, but the point I think I’m trying to convey is that as human beings we are flawed, and it’s okay. Perfection is dull, dry and unstimulating. Be proud of who you are and give two fingers to the establishment that is trying to sell you amelioration and improvement.

 You are all beautiful just as you are.


Ashley Graham, you, are beautiful. 

Opinions are like arseholes, everyone has one.

The reason I bring this up, is the damaging and thoughtless comments uttered by Edwina Currie about Ashley Graham and her striking, curvaceous size 14 body.

You may have seen in the news that she was on the front of the Sports Illustrated magazine and simply oozed confidence and sexuality. She looked into that camera and her eyes said ‘’this is me, I am beautiful.’’

Ashley Graham is curvy, stunning and a picture of health. Most women would sell their left kidney to look like her. Edwina wrongly states that her ‘’plus size’’ body encourages obesity. What planet is this woman from? Ashley Graham has embraced WHO SHE IS.

I can’t speak for her, but in a world where women and girls all over the world are starving themselves every day to fill the visions of deluded fashion designers, she is a breath of fresh air!

What Edwina fails to grasp is that you can exercise, eat the right foods and still be healthy whether you’re a size 14 or 8 or 4. The human body comes in all wonderful and beautiful shapes and sizes, and Ashley Graham has given the industry a gigantic boost for diversity on our catwalks and highstreets.

She is an example of someone who epitomizes health and has a lot of gusto.

She is the role model I would have wanted as a young woman, and is now. A healthy and gorgeous body to be proud of.

You are all beautiful, be excellent to each other.

[Bea] The Happiness Diet 


In August 2015 I met the love of my life; he suddenly appeared in my life as a drop-dead gorgeous 5’’11 bearded, long-haired beauty. I never thought it was possible to experience this type of selfless and blissful love, to feel genuinely this happy.

 Before I met him, I had been contently single for nearly 10-12 months (after a few disastrous dating miss-haps), living by myself and milling around without a care in the world. A true ‘miss-independent’. However, during all of this, I somehow managed to slip down to an unnatural size 6-8. A fast metabolism maybe? Unintentionally skipping meals? Who knows, but I embraced this change in me for a while, buying fitted clothing and relishing my smaller waist.

 Fast-forward to August, I’ve met him and we’re dating. Along comes the ‘I love yous’ and not long after ‘I know you’re the one’ and everything in my life changed. I was skipping to work with a beamy smile on my face, telling anyone who would listen (and often exasperating my friends ;D) how wonderfully happy I was. Without even realising my small 6-8 waist gradually became a size 10.

 It was strange how sudden I had put on the weight, but I knew it was because I was happy. Initially I tried to fight it, but after time I began to understand that I was back at my natural weight. I am still exercising and eating right and I feel fantastic. My friend Toni eloquently summarised that it was ‘the happiness diet’.

 I think the point I am trying to convey is that if you keep yo-yoing between sizes, don’t fight it and embrace your natural beauty. It took love for me to love myself for who I am. I wish that I could have realised this on my own terms, but who am I to question the universe? It is what it is. Wholeheartedly accept that who you are is a gorgeous, engaging human being.


Je suis beautiful; be excellent to each-other ^~^ 


2015 is coming to an end and I just wanted to wish you all a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. 

I trust you will all have a fabulous time with your loved ones over the festive period; enjoy tucking into crispy roast potatoes and soft succulent turkey and even those awful Brussel sprouts 😉

 Remember that it is okay to give in to temptation, Christmas is all about food and love, my favourite combination(!) and you’ve got plenty of time to work it off, or not, you’re all beautiful in my eyes anyway.

 So here’s to 2016! Let it be a year of peace, late nights with friends, laughing hard, long hugs, love and downing an entire pint of Ben and Jerry’s in one sitting and not even given a single f*ck ;D


[Bea] No shame

In response to those disgusting and offensive cards handed out on the tubes this week shaming women and men for being overweight, I’ll be going online and ordering some business size cards with notes to say ‘you are beautiful’ and I’ll be taking them with me everywhere I go, spreading the message that there are 7billion of us on this planet and the differences are remarkable and fantastic. Could you imagine a world with all of us the same? Life would be predictable and not very fun.

And you pathetic people out there, what right do you have to judge and ridicule those who are different from you? So what if they are overweight? They are still human beings with thoughts, love and feelings.

Readers, you know our stance on this issue. Ignore the naysayers, the thoughtless fools who think they are above themselves and have the right to abuse and destroy your confidence.

We are above all of this. We are beautiful.

Now go and enjoy your weekend. I’ll be tucking into a pizza, a whiskey or five and enjoying myself; as you should be.

Be excellent to each other!

[Toni] Being good to your bridesmaids

I’ve just been reading a few blog posts on the subject of “I’m a bridesmaid and my friend has asked my to change my appearance for the big day”, ranging from dying their hair to a normal colour to covering tattoos and even losing weight.

These thoughts never, ever, crossed my mind when I was dealing with my 4 bridesmaids. They are all different shapes, sizes and heights! They are all gorgeous and it doesn’t matter if they have a bit of extra weight on them or not. 2 of them are self conscious about it and I knew the same dress wouldn’t suit them all, so we opted for different dresses in the same colour and got them altered if needed. It worked perfectly.


Finding a dress for the 2 self conscious ones was kind of sad, because they would mention about being “fat” and “massive”, when they looked lovely. Plus what can you say to that when they are convinced they look horrible? (note: when I try and sound enthusiastic I end up sounding sarcastic!). I wanted them to feel pretty and comfortable and I think it worked.

A family member kept turning their nose up at a couple of my bridesmaids tattoos too, which really annoyed me. The tattoos are part of who they are and it’s kind of insulting if you ask them to cover them and turn your nose up at it. Yes, it’s not to everyone’s taste, but who cares? It’s not harming you in any way.

I chose my bridesmaids because they are my closest friends and I love them for who they are, not because I wanted model perfect photos (boring!),. That’s not what a wedding is about.

Bridezillas need to take a step back and really think about what they are saying before they do that – you’re getting married to the love of your life, everyone is there to celebrate that love and all eyes would be on you anyway. All that matters is everyone turns up and you get to sign that certificate!

You are all beautiful :)

It’s been about eight months now since Toni and I decided to write this blog, and it started me thinking about all of the positive changes that I have noticed in life since its birth. So many people are starting to become more accepting, more conscientious of their words and how they affect people and more so, understanding that human beings are fragile and complex and can’t be pigeon holed into tiny boxes with labels. 

Since the blog started I have seen more and more reporters in the media, models in the industry and just like-minded people like you and I making a positive impact on an outdated and shallow mind-set. People are celebrating their beautiful bodies and (hopefully) realising that life has so much more to offer than worrying if you can tuck into that extra jaffa cake or put a mountain of cheese on your potato; because guess what? YOU CAN.


From music band Curves Allowed coming together in sisterhood to honour their gorgeous and voluptuous bodies, and promote a body-positive song to a size two (they told her she was too fat!) model Charli Howard making waves about how unfair the industry standards are regarding realistic sizing, we are certainly coming along. It’s not going to happen overnight, but steadily we are making a stand that body acceptance is an important issue and I’m excited to see what other impacts there will be in the future.


Eight months ago a pair of best friends banded together, fed up with being chastised about their ‘’fat’’ bodies decided to write and tell you wonderful readers that whoever you are, wherever you are, no matter what anyone tells you… you are gorgeous just as you are. Shout it, celebrate it and rest assured I’ll keep reiterating this point at every opportunity, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL.


Models Law


It’s a drastic and harsh hashtag, but I think when it comes to potentially life threatening situations, you can’t pussyfoot around, sentences like ‘’we want you down to the bone’’ should be terminated from vocabulary and someone is campaigning for just that, in a sense.


23 year old Rosie Nelson has called out fashion designers who plagued and hounded her to lose weight. At an already petite size, she was told to lose a further two inches from her waist and made to go up to ten hours without food. Absolutely incredulous behaviour and a total disregard for a human beings natural desire and need to eat. Rosie has fought back and has petitioned the government here in the UK to protect models from getting dangerously underweight which has already garnered over 50,000 signatures. I encourage you to sign with me; and we can help implement a more safer and natural body size for these women.


The fashion industry is slowly turning, but it is a prolonged evolution. It’s high time they stopped viewing humans as coat hangers and embraced humanity for its unique flaws and complexities. How vibrant and eye catching would the cat-walks be with variety and diversity?


It’s a long road ahead, but with the help of high profile models like Rosie Nelson making a storm and waves, there is hope yet.


Please sign that petition, it is a worthwhile cause. Let’s make a noise, a clamour and get these girls, women (and men!) a more regulated industry!


Give them the two finger salute!

I have just read the most shameful article; a nightclub promoter in London is refusing women and men entry on the grounds of them being too fat or not attractive enough, and I quote ‘’Nightclub promoters in London are telling people they will be refused entry if they are considered ‘too fat’. The nightclub promoters also say older guests, anyone who isn’t pretty enough and anyone who is too short may face refusal at the door.’’ 

This is horrifying, we live in the 21st century people! Why is discrimination on this level still happening? I’m not the party animal I used to be but if I should choose to dress up in my best dress, de-frizz my hair and slip on my heels, I shouldn’t be made to feel apprehensive that as soon as I turn up to a club I will be turned away because my 5’’4 height is not adequate, or my gorgeous size 14 friend is not slim enough.


I can’t believe that this shallow superficial trite is still happening.


Fridays nights should be about blowing off work, enjoying happy hour, girly gossips and dancing. Every night for that matter.


The nightclub is obviously disputing this, trying to control the damage made by these disgusting comments, but it’s done. I for one will avoid any place that makes me feel second rate and unworthy. I will spend my hard earned cash elsewhere.


So all of you fantastic and vibrant readers, stick two fingers up at these outdated and callous promoters and we will party at places that accept and embrace every inch of our unique and fabulous beauty.

 “If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden!”

This post isn’t so much about body-issues or self-esteem, but more about those five second snap judgements we place on people that can get mired and stuck in our subconscious and how easy it is to stick with that perceived ideal. 

Recently I’ve been thinking about how humans identify and observe each other, what little flaw or trait can make or break the deal on friendship, acquaintances and even love. Everyone has that internal checklist that goes ping ping ping when you meet someone for the first time, but a lot of the time you encounter stories about that woman shopping in the high-street supermarket and she is approached by a big beardy man; her initial reaction is to cower and be stand-offish, but then he smiles at her and offers to reach down that can of butterbeans that she can’t quite grab and they strike up a conversation- and hey, would you know it, they share a mutual adoration for Bengal cats and jazz fusion. You never know someone until you walk in their skin, and relive their memories and the experiences that shape them.

 Point being, people are so caught up in appearances and stereotypes, they see the outside and more often than not forgets that we are more complex than that with many fascinating layers. There is a whole world out there full of diverse, interesting and intriguing people. Talk to them. Listen to their stories, laugh and cry with them. Don’t dismiss them just because they have a face full of piercings or bleached hair and a tango tan. Each person is unique with their own thoughts and ideals.

 I spent the morning trawling through the internet and I found some inspiring stories and quotes of people that looked beyond the appearance of others and saw frailty, vulnerability and above all else, compassion. The world would be a beautiful and more acceptable place to live in if we could remove our prejudices and values, and try to view things from another’s perspective.

 “If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.” — Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden.

 This story below by far demonstrates how easy it is to pigeonhole someone based on our narrow perception of the world, and why it is important to take a step back and have a little bit more empathy and understanding…

 “To the family in the red SUV at Tim Horton’s today; yes, I am a big, 230-pound guy with motorcycles and full of tattoos. I am loud, I drink coke and I look like I would eat your soul if you stare at me wrong…

What you don’t know is that I have been happily married and my 30-year-old kids call me Dad. I am a college graduate, my mother is proud of me and tells everyone how lucky she is to have such a wonderful son.

My nieces and nephews are always happy to see their Uncle Rocky. When my boys broke their bones, I cried more than they did. I read books, I help people, I go out of my way to thank war veterans and I even cried at Armageddon and Schindler’s List.

So next time I smile and say hi to your little girl and you grab her and tell her ‘No, no, dear, we don’t talk to dirty bikers,’ remember that even though you hurt my feelings, this ‘dirty biker’ would be the first person to run into your burning house to save your little girl – and her goldfish, so she wouldn’t be sad!”

 So go forth lovely readers; talk to your neighbours, ask questions and delve in deep. Tell people about yourself, your passions and dreams, why you enjoy cheese and marmite on toast. Let’s make the world a universal community, remove the lines and understand that we’re not going to get out alive so always have an open mind, your brain isn’t going to fall out 😉

 Please feel free to share your own stories in the comment thread, we would love to read them!