I Only Need Birth Control Because … I’m Only Fat Because … And The Politics Of Appeasement

I Only Need Birth Control Because … I’m Only Fat Because … And The Politics Of Appeasement

Ruth Bader Ginsberg with middle finger upFollowing the recent, horrendous Hobby Lobby decision, I’ve been seeing a spate of articles talking about why so many women need birth control not for controlling birth but for medical issues like irregular periods.

I find this argument not only irritating but detrimental. I think the argument that birth control is not just birth control but medicine SUCKS as an argument. Why should it matter…

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Confession: I Still Have Occasional Body Image Issues That Are Exacerbated By Fatshion Blogs

Confession: I Still Have Occasional Body Image Issues That Are Exacerbated By Fatshion Blogs

Sometimes I find fatshion blogs to be fun and inspirational.

And sometimes, well, not.

I often recommend that clients look at more body positive blogs, especially ones with images of fat people. It’s a way to recalibrate your brain so that fatter bodies seem more like what they are – normal.

The Adipositivity Project: 2013 &emdash; (I’m not a big fan of the idea of normal, but often realizing that your body is normal rather than gross,…

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Just A Little Soap Can Go A Long Way

Just A Little Soap Can Go A Long Way

I get, literally, about ten email pitches a day. Most of them go directly to the trash folder (and, to be honest, my spam folder), but the email I got from Erin Zaikis made me want to reach out.

Erin is the founder of a social enterprise and soap company, Sundara (www.livesundara.com). Her soaps are made here in NYC, and proceeds from their sales are being used to fund hygiene and water projects…

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Monica & Me: Fat Girls Of The ‘90’s

Monica & Me: Fat Girls Of The ’90′s

I always liked Monica Lewinsky.

Back in 1998, I was 20 years old, just a few years younger than she was at the time. Superficially, I looked a little like her — the plus-sized body (though she was probably smaller than me), the round face, the modified “Friends” haircut. People literally would yell out “Hey, Monica!” to me on my way to class at NYU. She lived just a few blocks away from my dorm…

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