Category: D-d-dancing with myself

  • Pictures of you.

    If all you ever saw were daisies, being confronted with a rose might freak you out. I’m thinking today about body image. My body image, to be specific, and the way I feel when suddenly confronted with photographs of myself taken by other people, showing my whole body. The experience is one of immediate shock,…

  • Saying goodbye to my waist.

    This is going to be a rambly, self-indulgent, stream-of-consciousness kind of post, so I apologize in advance. But it recently occurred to me that I have been in a long, gradual process of saying goodbye to my waist. I’ll explain. As a teenager, I was never thin. I passed for mostly normal (with a big…