I’m Amber and I may or may not be fat, depending on one’s definition of fatness. I don’t care either way because being fat is not bad. I don’t want to hear that I’m not fat or that I don’t look fat or that I’m not even kind of fat or any variation of that phrase because that’s only perpetuating this idea that being fat is something to be ashamed of. So, to the one anon in particular (whose messages have been filling my inbox all night that I’ve been deleting as quickly as possible) and to anyone, really, who thinks that calling someone fat is really insulting - you are not clever. You are not getting the best of me. You’re just a mean person and, honestly, I’d be more worried about that colossal personality flaw than something as trivial as being fat.
I’m Katherine (I’m wearing the suit) this is me and my girlfriend Catherine at my very small catholic french high school prom.
I’ve been the outcast all my life for being big, gay, weird and ugly.
Here we won cutest couple apparently by a land slide. (I even heard most of the (very religious) staff voted for us too. (including my principal))
We dressed up that night and we looked good. I was proud of myself and of my girlfriend. I wore what I wanted and i felt great.
Prom for me was like a great moment to not only to show myself and my girlfriend off (I will admit at first it was the only reason I was going) but I got there and i felt better about myself. I genuinely felt beautiful and I didn’t feel arrogant admitting it t.
Katherine (me): http://katattackish.tumblr.com/
Catherine (my girlfriend): http://elephantshoesmusic.tumblr.com/