Thin Privilege is shopping where you want
Thin privilege is being able to shop where you want, and not be mocked by the [thin] shop attendants in front of 3 of your best friends
It was a week before prom and I was doing the final try on for the most gorgeous dress. It was one I’d had my eye on for months - a beautiful peach silk dress with a stunning black belt. It perfectly suited my skin and my hair, and my friends agreed it was perfect.
Unfortunately a while back I broke up with my long term boyfriend. I was devastated, and gained a fair amount of weight as a result. I wasn’t thrilled, but I wasn’t starving myself, unhappy or putting my body through pain so I didn’t mind. I was happy with my body and this dress was absolutely sublime.
This meant that the dress didn’t fit me. I was mortified and totally put on the spot in front of my friends. When asked if there was a bigger size available, the shop attendant sneered at us and before she walked away told us to “try sears”. Excuse me? This was for prom, the biggest night this side of college and you don’t go to any effort to help me, and just palm me off to a lower class store because that’s all I deserve?
Thin privilege is being able to get flattering dresses in your size
Thin privilege is being treated with respect by shop assistants
Thin privilege is being able to shop anywhere and not relegated to “cheap” stores
I ended up starving myself to fit in the dress. It was awful and painful, and while it made me look like a rockstar, it was an awful, painful experience
THIS IS FROM MEAN GIRLS OH MY GOD
Oh, I just can’t wait to be king
This is a Lauren Wiley appreciation everything.
my dad never let me borrow his fergie cd because she was lookin sexy on the cover and he didn’t want me to what? masturbate to it? well little did he know that that exact action was what turned me gay. should’ve lent me that cd, dad
i thought you were gay because your mom used to play you cher songs while you were still in the womb
i make posts up all the time i have no idea who my real parents are
Thanks for the lesson, HIMYM.
Too bad you couldn’t take your own advice.
Hypocrisy thy name is HIMYM.
mom: hey *dad’s name* oh whoops i mean *brother’s name* oh no *sister’s name* i mean *name of the family goldfish* ah shoot i meant *your name* can you get down here really quick i need something
my dad has literally called me by his own name.
british people are so fucking cute
they called christmas lights ‘fairy lights’
they called sweaters ‘jumpers’
sneakers are ‘trainers’
they say ‘you alright/you ok’ instead of ‘how are you’
fuck off you condescending twat
Most British sentence I’ve ever heard
damnit they stabbed Caesar
Never knew how dangerous scissors could be.
can we focus on the fact that the guy said “paper does not have atoms”
i wish there wasn’t a stigma about doing things alone. you can’t go out to eat alone, you can’t see a movie alone, basically anything fun, you’re looked down on for doing alone and it’s so stupid you shouldn’t need other people to validate your decisions
Please reblog if you are a girl and have ever been made to feel ashamed of one or more of these things (wanting to prove a point to some asshole):
-your clothing choice
-your amount of make up
-not having sex
-having your period
-not appreciating catcalls
steven moffat is the writer of some of doctor who’s scariest monsters, for example the weeping angels, atrocious writing and misogyny