Today’s #BeachBodyNotSorry look is a bit different – first of all, because we shot it in the studio, so there’s no beach or pool around. But I think that’s okay, because it’s mainly about the message I want to spread with my annual project. :)
You may remember the project I shot last year with Sung-Hee, called “Female Diversity”, for which I posed naked – I used them for → this very personal blog post. This time, we went for clothing, even though most of the results are in lingerie. We’ve decided to work on underwear shots that are not primarily supposed to be sexy and/or erotic, which is not that easy to shoot when you’re wearing hot stuff, but I think we created some amazing pictures and you will get to see a few of them in some upcoming posts (still has to fit somehow, right?).
I think, this one is my last #BBNS post for 2018, cause I won’t really be able to shoot that soon – there’s still some chaos because of moving, I really need to find a photographer and I didn’t bring new stuff to shoot. It’s gonna be interesting how everything will develop, blog-wise. And I hope that next year, I’ll be able to show you more beachwear again.
Today’s photos are a bit different than the others I’ve been using for my project, but I think that’s just what makes them even more special and interesting. Sitting as a fat woman is so often a problem for many, but why is that? Just because we look even fatter when we sit and our bellies keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (I had to… :D)? Everybody has belly rolls when they sit. Everybody looks a bit more like a little Buddha while sitting, especially all crippled on the floor at the beach. What’s the use of deciding not to sit down cause people could see you’re fat? Is it really worth it to try and hide yourself with all forces? Whether you’re standing or sitting, you’re still the same person and when you’re fat, you’re fat. That is that. Nothing bad about this, nothing to be ashamed of. It’s just a fact. And it’s still just an adjective. Even if you can see it and others can see it too. People who actually believe that they have any right to say something, should rather go eff themselves. Maybe we, the fat people, should actually start answering this instead of being ashamed and feeling sorry for our existence, even if that’s not polite at all. But is it polite to tell someone else he or she is disgusting? Or laugh about them? Or point at them with your fingers and whispering something to your friends? Think about it. And then choose to spread some love instead. Did I just contradict my own idea of telling mean people to go eff themselves? YES, I DID. Because: maybe smiling at them and wishing them a lovely day is a better answer to hate. And maybe it makes them think about the shit they just did. Maybe it will change their day, their view on other people. Maybe it won’t change nothing at all. But know that you just proved that you’re not on their low level of no acceptance and no tolerance. And that’s waaaay better. ♥