When I first embarked on this blogging journey, I never thought I’d be so blessed to meet the people I have or be able to travel to the places I want to go. There was a time when I used to write in private and wouldn’t ever dream of sharing personal stories or talk about religion or feminism. I wouldn’t dare take photos and post them out of fear of glorifying the fat body and being shamed. People would call me Mimi from Drew Carey and ask me why I wore so many colors for a fat girl. I was called weird and different. Made to feel bad. So I hid my talents. But once in a while, my true self would pop out. Yesterday, I told my friend, “If I allowed those people who bullied me to tell me to be who I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be Leah V. right now.” Blogging saved me. Gave me confidence. You guys give me life and the courage to keep going. My goal is to go as far as a fat Muslim girl from Detroit can go. I’m on my mogul tip this year. Despite, the current climate of foolery going on in this world. That’s definitely not gonna stop me from elevating. Go harder. Fight harder. And be you. *Birdman handrub* photo: @_its__jess
Imperfection. That word never existed for me. I had to be the one who over-achieved, got the highest score, dressed the best, was always the first. I’d almost kill myself just to reach a goal. Then when I got it, it meant nothing to me and I was on to the next. Imperfection meant failure. That I’d lost control. And control was something I yearned for. Meant you weren’t good enough if you weren’t perfect. Looking back, I wished someone told me that there was beauty and understanding in imperfection. Asymmetry. That it was perfectly normal to not be perfect. And that I was just chasing my own tail, became a hamster in a cage in a plastic wheel trying to attain something that could never be. @flossyssuitcase
I think I take it much harder than a normal person. Sometimes, I allow that fear of the unknown and what ifs to totally prohibit me from saying something to someone, sending out that resume, or pursuing a goal. But I always promote “just going for it”, but can’t even take my own advice. I’ve chatted with a few friends about it. “Leah you’re dope, just take a chance.” I sit there like Tina from Bob’s Burgers doing that prolonged moaning thing she does when she gets nervous. Last week, I redid my little creative packet. This week, I sent some stuff to BuzzFeed, The Revelist, and Refinery29. Not sure what it’ll bring. But I’m just putting it out there.
This is like my first time legit getting a coupon code. Does that make me insta-famous? Will money magically appear into my depleting bank account? The world may never know.
Anywho, I’ve teamed up with Fashionnova as they launch their new plus-size lines. I’m always looking for cool pieces with amazing detail, so when I saw this rope corset thingy in the front I was like oooooh this is so Leah V. And also, I’m really digging the long jacket. I’m gonna get several uses out this baby.
If you got some extra funds and want to get something cute for the weekend but wanna maybe save 15% off your purchase than use the coupon code LEAH It works. Honestly. Truly.
I enjoyed the sun… Had a shoot with a new photographer and because I’m crazy and like to push my modeling limits, I requested to do the shoot in the confinements of a busy, hot, and very shaky subway car. My neck rolls were sweating and my bag very heavy so thank god my friend and MUA came along Anywho, I just dropped in to let you know that the slayage is possible. I’m getting a lot of messages from people saying that they just absolutely can not do what I do. They can’t be confident. They try but just keep falling back down. What they fail to understand is that it’s all internal. Most of our fears come from our own insecurities. In order to change, you have to want it. Badly. Me? I was tired of the negative thoughts. So one day, I decided to stop caring about the trolls and bullies and do me. And, look, now I’m a baddie. Small or big. Whatever size. You are worthy. Fat ain’t a bad word. Look at me slay. Okaaaaay! Plus this Spanx got my waist snatched so today was a good day
