When I was in Los Angeles two weeks ago for #DragConLA
, I wore crop tops, high waisted shorts, a mesh dress, like LITERALLY ANYTHING I WANTED BECAUSE I AM ALLOWED TO WEAR WHATEVER I WANT. The best part was that no one even looked twice. No one gave judgmental looks.
My first day back in Milwaukee, it was hot, and I wore a crop top. I received a staggering amount of looks and side eye. It made me feel self conscious.
Yesterday, I was talking with a friend about it, and a old, straight, cisgender white man decided to interject a conversation he wasn’t a part of to essentially tell me I shouldn’t wear crop tops because I was too fat.
Anyone who knows me knows that I either ignore people when they say dumb shit, or I call them out for being ignorant. I was immediately transported back to Drag Con when @iamnikkiboyer
messages during their panels. And so I let that man know why what he said was wrong and problematic.
I was pretty hesitant about posting this photo because I don’t absolutely love how I look... I see a double chin, back rolls, 5 o’clock shadow; etc. But you know what else I see? A FUCKING QUEEN.
I don’t need to hear your opinions on my size, the scars on my stomach, or what I can or can’t wear. Because quite frankly, your opinions about me say more about you than they do me.
My body is my body. I don’t have a summer body or a beach body... I have this one body. I wear what I want to wear because I like how I look in it. End of story.
#QueenThings #Royalty #selflove