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My name is Renée. I daydream about big sweaters, long dresses, and no pants. I am 6'0, 210 lbs, size 18/xxl, or however I personally adjust what I wear (if I could it would just be blankets). I haven't shaved my body hair regularly for a several years. I shaved my head on 31 May 2014. And I am almost always barefoot, braless, and body positive

108seeds:

lunacrystals:

i always think about this photo, i can’t wait to grow older 

~ Open Road is Home

108seeds:

lunacrystals:

i always think about this photo, i can’t wait to grow older 

~ Open Road is Home

(Source: lilibaba, via dreaminofopenfields)

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Did the Khaleesi go to burning man?

Did the Khaleesi go to burning man?

(Source: gameofthronesdaily, via mother-of-beasties)

— 4 hours ago with 755 notes
greenweddingshoes:

You don’t need an excuse for a fun photo session! And this cozy Joshua Tree love session is proof: http://greenweddingshoes.com/cozy-joshua-tree-love-session-joy-jeffrey/

greenweddingshoes:

You don’t need an excuse for a fun photo session! And this cozy Joshua Tree love session is proof: http://greenweddingshoes.com/cozy-joshua-tree-love-session-joy-jeffrey/

— 7 hours ago with 16 notes
pricness:

don’t hate your body, especially if the only reason you do is because someone says you should. you’re all babes. if someone is mean give em a bump so hard with your big ol fabulous tummy that they fly into outer space. lose da chumps, love yr lumps.

pricness:

don’t hate your body, especially if the only reason you do is because someone says you should. you’re all babes. if someone is mean give em a bump so hard with your big ol fabulous tummy that they fly into outer space. lose da chumps, love yr lumps.

(via thehumanprideproject)

— 22 hours ago with 2970 notes
twoheadedgirlfriend:

Dancing is about feeling free. Only those with free souls can experience the true joy of dancing with wanton abandon. Woodstock - 1969

twoheadedgirlfriend:

Dancing is about feeling free. Only those with free souls can experience the true joy of dancing with wanton abandon. Woodstock - 1969

(via wild-moss)

— 23 hours ago with 108 notes
heyprettywedding:

The perfect floral print dress.

heyprettywedding:

The perfect floral print dress.

— 1 day ago with 49 notes
nataliemeansnice:

last day at the beach outfit!

swimsuit from forever21+ in 3X
sheer robe from forever21+ in 3X

nataliemeansnice:

last day at the beach outfit!

swimsuit from forever21+ in 3X
sheer robe from forever21+ in 3X

— 1 day ago with 381 notes
nataliemeansnice:

#fbf to a couple thursdays ago out shooting with @jayhumez ❤️

nataliemeansnice:

#fbf to a couple thursdays ago out shooting with @jayhumez ❤️

— 1 day ago with 94 notes
nataliemeansnice:

my name is natalie and i’m fat. i’ve been more fat than i am now. i have been less fat. i’ve been the same fat. i’m fat from the side, fat from the front, fat from the back…you get the point.
fat girls have been lied to over and over in many ways our whole fat existences - told that we are restricted to certain styles/trends of clothing because anything too tight/short/revealing isn’t ‘flattering’. told that we should be glad to be hit on/cat-called by creepy men because hey, at least it’s something, right?! told that the world isn’t open to us and that we can’t be incredible creatures because we’re fat. told that we’re ugly/undesirable/weak/stupid/disgusting. told that we don’t deserve to be loved…or even to live.
it’s not true. none of it is true.
people ask me often - “i hate myself. how do you do it?” it’s simple.
one day, i decided that i was worth greatness, whatever size i was or wasn’t.
i wish i could go back to awkward, shy 13 year old me, look her dead in the eye and tell her that she. is. perfect. tell her that she can go anywhere, be anyone, wear anything and that she will always be important and will never, ever, ever be merely ‘the fat girl’.
i won’t drown in sweat in texas summers to cover my fat arms in sweaters or shield my thunder thighs from the spring breeze just because you don’t want to see them. my fat arms and thunder thighs have always been here for me when much of the world wasn’t. i won’t be beat down by people who do not care if i cry myself to sleep at night.
my mom has always told me that i am my biggest fan and ya know what?
she’s right.
you’re allowed to feel good. don’t let anyone take that away from you.

nataliemeansnice:

my name is natalie and i’m fat. i’ve been more fat than i am now. i have been less fat. i’ve been the same fat. i’m fat from the side, fat from the front, fat from the back…you get the point.

fat girls have been lied to over and over in many ways our whole fat existences - told that we are restricted to certain styles/trends of clothing because anything too tight/short/revealing isn’t ‘flattering’. told that we should be glad to be hit on/cat-called by creepy men because hey, at least it’s something, right?! told that the world isn’t open to us and that we can’t be incredible creatures because we’re fat. told that we’re ugly/undesirable/weak/stupid/disgusting. told that we don’t deserve to be loved…or even to live.

it’s not true. none of it is true.

people ask me often - “i hate myself. how do you do it?” it’s simple.

one day, i decided that i was worth greatness, whatever size i was or wasn’t.

i wish i could go back to awkward, shy 13 year old me, look her dead in the eye and tell her that she. is. perfect. tell her that she can go anywhere, be anyone, wear anything and that she will always be important and will never, ever, ever be merely ‘the fat girl’.

i won’t drown in sweat in texas summers to cover my fat arms in sweaters or shield my thunder thighs from the spring breeze just because you don’t want to see them. my fat arms and thunder thighs have always been here for me when much of the world wasn’t. i won’t be beat down by people who do not care if i cry myself to sleep at night.

my mom has always told me that i am my biggest fan and ya know what?

she’s right.

you’re allowed to feel good. don’t let anyone take that away from you.

(via nataliemeansnice)

— 1 day ago with 13842 notes
I love the atmosphere of this photo. These are what I always thought were perfect legs… ALL legs are perfect :D

I love the atmosphere of this photo. These are what I always thought were perfect legs… ALL legs are perfect :D

(via whymsycal)

— 1 day ago with 423 notes