I’m writing this on my phone, so soz if this post looks weird or has the word snuffleflute in it somewhere instead of a proper word. A year ago, I was in the throes of starting to love myself. I’d found bloggers like Danielle Vanier, Callie Thorpe, Bethany Rutter, Georgina Cox, Georgina Grogan, Debz Aiken, Lucia Morris, Kathryn Kaupa…. Jesus, the list could go on and on and on – and I was inspired. Inspired to challenge myself to love who I was. If they could do that for me, imagine how I could do it for others? So one night in March, I fannied about with WordPress and I created this little space – yes, the same one you are reading from right now!
I started writing about fashion and body confidence with one person in mind – my Mum. My Mum lost her confidence in herself thanks to some shitty stuff in her life and I wanted her to see that it is possible to love who you are. She recently told me that I’d helped her to start to find her confidence again, and you can imagine just how much that meant to me! (If you can’t imagine it, stick on some Adele and have a cry for about 26 hours, and then watch Aladdin – you’ll be about there) My mission was to help her and I didn’t really account for much else – until people started reading what I had to say.
Then all of a sudden, you reached out to me – you told me what a difference I’d made in your life, you told me that I had empowered you, you told me that you bought that dress you’d seen on my blog and it was the first dress you’d ever put on your body – and I realised that this had gotten so much bigger. I’d achieved more than I thought was possible to me, a girl who was on the outside just 10 short months ago stood in the very same position that you were in. I’d felt what you had felt, I’d been you before and now all of a sudden, I was someone to look up to. It still blows my tiny little mind on a daily. You guys are the best! (No I’m not crying, YOURE CRYING…)
The brands working with me are brilliant, the opportunities I’ve had this year have been astounding (hellooooo secret squirrel activities!) but the real achievement is being someone that you, dear reader, have listened to. I’ve met more and more of you reader babes (and I still want to meet more of you!) and the inspirational women I once looked up to from afar are now people I can genuinely call friends – how mad is that?!
If I don’t win tonight, I’m okay with that. I won the moment I was nominated alongside such incredible, beautiful women! But if I do win… God, do I dare to even dream it? If I do win, it’ll be the very incredible, gold plated, diamond encrusted cherry on top of the big fat glittery cake that has been my life the past few months.
If you’d have told me in January that I was about to be a plus size fashion blogger that will be nominated and win awards for what I write, I would have told you to go and lick another frog. Because that’s what frog lickers say.
But here I am, nominated alongside some of my favourite people, about to attend the biggest awards ceremony of the year for plus size bloggers – and this is after winning an award for Best Plus Size Twitter at the Curvee Awards. WHO EVEN AM I?! WHAT EVEN IS MY LIFE?!
So fingers crossed for me ladies, this could be one wild dream tonight – but fingers crossed also for all the other INSPIRATIONAL BABES that have been nominated tonight for every award. And to those who haven’t been nominated, but continue to inspire me and others, you’re all rock stars – know this.