Learning to Check My Privilege

A couple of years ago, when I started participating in the Fat Acceptance community, I made a comment saying that I believed Fat Prejudice was more acceptable in the present day than race, or gender, or any other sort of prejudice. Indeed, I believe I might have implied that Fat Prejudice was ‘worse’ than other types of prejudice.

It was not one of my finest moments

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My Need for Alone Time


Now if there were a room like this at my work, that I could lock at lunchtime and sit in for an hour, that would be amazing. Pigs flying? That would also be pretty cool.


I work a 9am-6pm job, in an office above a warehouse in West London, with a relatively small group of about half a dozen people. There are also various people who work in the warehouse proper that I deal with from time to time; about 20 or so in total. It’s not a huge number of people, but it’s not like it’s just me and my pot plant sitting by ourselves all the live-long day.

So, naturally, I often have to get away.

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Yet another way in which I am just like Patrick Stewart. Bringing the total of ways in which I am like Patrick Stewart to... 1. Oh well, I can dream.

I’m Going Bald. Fine.

Greetings, Fatshion Hustlers! How have we all been?

I’ve decided it’s time to talk about something that I have been dealing with for a couple of months now. Assuming you have read the title, yes, I am losing my hair. I have been aware of my losing it for a while, but it was officially confirmed a few months ago by a visit to the Belgravia Centre (hair loss specialists in the UK).

But you know what? I’m cool with it.

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gave up dieting

Cripes, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? Well, here’s a story for you all.

I went to the doctor this morning.

Not an unusual occurrence in itself – I’m on regular medication and there were a few little things I was concerned about. We had a chat about them, all seemed well, and I really liked her – she took my health anxiety seriously, she gave me helpful ideas, and I’ll definitely be seeing her again (despite the rest of this entry).

Then she says “now, let’s talk about your weight”.

Fantastic, thought I.

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If You Choose to Not Treat Your Mental Illness…

…you are an idiot.

I’ve been extremely nervous about writing this post. The reason being that I love you guys and don’t want to offend any of you. I really don’t.

But I’ve decided that this message is way too important for me to not say it. But be aware that I will be describing symptoms and manifestations of mental illnesses at their worst here, so if you are at all afraid that you might be triggered, either don’t read (I won’t be offended) or send me a message asking if there is anything specifically triggering to you in here, and I will happily answer.

Right. On with the post!

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I like eyeliner. And colours. Lots of colours.

Why I Wear Make-up

Hi everyone! It’s been a stupidly long time since I’ve posted, and I’m so sorry about that. The only real excuse I can give is “life”. So provided that my absence hasn’t caused you all to abandon Fatshion Hustlings, let’s get into some discussing of things and life and such.

Today, I want to talk about makeup.

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To My Lovely Readers: A Question

Chums, Chumettes, and others of assorted Chumliness, I am afraid this will not be a long post. There are a couple I am thinking about, and I will write them. But not tonight. Tonight, I am zonked from a looooong work day and feeling feelings toward my bed right now that can only be described as lustful.

But anyway. 

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behold the dramatic difference!

Why “Let It Go” is such a powerful song

I watched Frozen this morning. I absolutely loved it. It was visually stunning, funny, heartfelt, and I really liked how the “true love” cure-all was… ahh, I’d better not spoil. At least not before the convenient “read more” cut.

But it’s a particular moment from the movie I want to talk about today.

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By fatshionhustler Posted in Me