It’s really easy to make negative throwaway comments about yourself, whether it’s how smart you are, how you look without makeup or your body. I notice it all the time, I overhear in dressing rooms, at the beach, and see it on social media. I notice it most in summer, when you have a combination of the pressure of having a bikini body and all the “New Year, New Me” diet nonsense being thrown at you. Babes, we need to stop doing this, we need to stop putting ourselves down! Continue reading
No more missing out on fun with my friends!
One of the things that people tell me that they are most scared of doing is wearing swimwear, whether it’s at the beach, the lake, the public pool … or even in your own pool at home (side note, if you’re lucky enough to have your own pool please invite me over for a swim! I would be most grateful). Before we head off for summer holidays and Christmas breaks, I wanted to take a moment to have a chat to you about that. Continue reading
Earlier in the year, Taryn Brumfitt‘s documentary Embrace screened at the New Zealand International Film Festival. It was a “one show only” deal and unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make it to the screening. I knew I had to see it though, so I got in touch with the team at Body Image Movement to find out how I could bring it to my local cinema.
My friend Monique from Dressing Up and I organised a screening at one of our local cinemas through Demand.Film, because we knew that this was something we needed to share. It needed to be shared with our blog readers; with our friends and family; with mamas, daughters, sisters, besties; with the amazing people that we are surrounded by who might be struggling like we have struggled… because body image is something that we need to be talking about! Continue reading
I had thought to write something deep and meaningful to go along with this outfit post, maybe something about how I feel wearing clothes that leave me so exposed. Tight clothes that show my VBO, a short skirt that shows my legs, a sleeveless top that leaves my arms bare. Continue reading
I’ve got a confession. As much as I talk about self love, being confident and the importance of accepting your body for what it is (and believe me, I could do that until the cows come home), I don’t wake up every single day feeling like a million bucks. Continue reading