I was nineteen when I first got a job at Lane Bryant in North Richland Hills, Texas. It was the most glamorous place I’d ever been in in my life. The clothes were stunning, and the bras? Oh. My. Gosh. I had no idea bras and panties like that existed. With the huge discount they …
Fattitude
Dear Nicole Arbour, Call me fat. Make fun of my size if that makes you feel better as a human being. Feel free to say I smell like sausage, and sweat Crisco and that my broke-down knees made you late in the airport, because I can take it. Nicole, say whatever the damn thing you …