#ig it all comes down to stepping outside of your comfort zone because that is Absolutely what i had to do and it was so scary and i'm still

[that-was-anticlimactic]

Hey Corey I have a question, how did you and Grace do that friends to lovers thing and how do I do it. Please I need advice how do you do the wlw thing

yes, hi my beloved! idk why i forgot to respond to this, so jeg siger undskyld that this is a late response iogcfgvhjiiuhgfcuytrtdf

um. so like. the answer is my internet friend shannon literally forced me to confess to grace. like. not even kidding - my confession was read straight from my phone. it was a message that shannon sent me of what to say. i didn't even look at grace because i was so nervous iuygfgvhoiuhygtfcvgh i also tell shannon like everything, so shannon got every update on our relationship and feelings from my pov and then was like "okay just talk about this" like i'm not kidding we'd still prolly be pining / trying not to have a crush on each other if shannon hadn't forced me to say something haha

so ig what i'm saying is find someone who forces you to talk <3

[writersneedtherapyy]

Writing Sports Players

This one's written based on my experience with Walker Finley. I mean, if you really want to write a sports player, you don't exactly need the amount of research that I put into writing Walker if their athletic background is just that... solely the background of the character. But if you are going to talk about your characters experience with sports, their team, or even if you're going to write them playing the sport, you are obviously going to want to research.

Walker is the first athlete that I've written, and I was a complete mess when I wrote him, especially since he begged to expose his high school football career, and I couldn't shut that down even though I didn't know one thing about the game of gridiron football.

I more thoroughly understand football after writing him, and certain areas regarding what it takes to be an athlete. I am not much of a sporty girl myself, but the whole point of character writing is stepping outside of your comfort zone... and that's what I did.

What are they? The first thing you have to consider, obviously, is what sport they play and what their role is (if they play in teams). In my case, Walker's a quarterback, and at first, I would throw that word around because I didn't exactly know what the QB was or how they're important in any way. I just put the word where it made sense and used it however I thought was right. Of course, you might have it easier if your character is a swimmer or a gymnast. Depending on what area, these disciplines can be done alone. Therefore, it is easier to write a character who is their own team. You research what they do and what the rules of the sport are and cater that research to whatever you want your character to experience, whatever the character wants to experience. 

The Game: When it comes to the game itself, research the rules. What will your character be doing? What are their positions? Put yourself in the game. Also, learn the vocabulary of the game. For football there were obvious ones like 'touchdown' and 'end zone', but there are more terms like 'downs' or 'sack' (especially considering that Walker is the QB). Learn your character's position, what role the others have, how the game begins, etc. If you are writing an athlete that plays a sport that doesn't require a team, consider: what are their main goals? What do they have to do differently than there competitors in order to win (or lose)? Is there one person that is better than them? What can they do that others can't? What is considered cheating? etc.A lot of research goes into your sport (especially if you don't play it yourself). So prepare yourself and your athlete before throwing them into a game or competition. 

Basics: How many people does your team make up?What field do they play on (what does it look like)?How do you score a point/points?What is considered a penalty?Are there certain scores with a specific number of points (e.g. in football, along with touchdowns, there are Field Goals and Safety shots)?

Highlights (study the sport): This one is so useful. Look up sports highlights on YouTube. This is great because you can take certain player moves and throw them into your game. When I was writing the scene of a football game in my wip, I watched Super Bowl highlights because they were the first thing that came to mind. Walker is supposed to be a really good quarterback, so I studied Tom Brady, Patrick Mahomes and even Walker's idol Joe Montana. If your character also plays football, you are in luck, because you can type in things like "Super Bowl" and insert the year you want. Most of the time, you will get the full show as a result. I'm not sure if that'll be the case for any other sport, but I don't think it should be any different. Plus, you don't have to look up finals, general highlights and player highlights work too.   You can even look up Olympic highlights and check out the winning swimmer, gymnast, boxer, etc. Anything you want, you can check out. The point of this is to notice strategy and insert something similar in your game or even your characters method of play. 

Health: I don't really take Walker's health too seriously because he doesn't eat "on screen". Although, I know for a fact he wouldn't eat something fried every day, which makes sense. If you are going to include your character's diet into the story, I recommend you give them something realistic. That being said, don't make their health center completely on hEaLthY FOoDs. I think even players like Tom Brady take something unhealthy every now and then, which is only human.Also, make your healthy meals realistic. If they're grabbing a snack... don't grab an entire bAlANcEd pLaTe because that ain't a snack, that's a damn meal (have them grab a fruit or granola bar, maybe). 

Body: When describing physical description (if you are going to be specific when describing the way a body looks) you can try to fit a general body shape that belongs to the athlete of that designated sport. I'm not talking SIZE, because there are athletes that are chubby and others that are thin, not all of them are pErFEcT, but they all have different figures. For example, the body shape and height of a swimmer might differ from those of a gymnast.  The body of a football player might differ from that of a basketball player or a volleyball player. They are all built differently because the sport requires a certain part to be trained better than the rest. The sport requires a "main" body part (at least, that's what I notice). Whether it's a wider back or a more petite one, bigger arms, bigger chest, taller figure, slender figure, whatever it is. You kind of notice SOMETHING in common with most of the athletes within your chosen sport. 

Uniform/equpment: What uniform is required? Do they need to wear a helmet? Gloves? Jersey? Swimsuit? Goggles? Leotards? Cleats? Eye black grase/no-glare stickers? Skates? Pick out your uniform and be creative with the designs if you have created a new team (or new sport ;))

- C. 

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[drethanramslay]

26, 58 and 61 for ethan x mc please? like angst in the beginning but fluff in the end. thanks!! i love your fanfics btw i read it like 100 times and i can’t seem to get over it.

Aww thanks anon ☺️ and thank you for the ask ❤️❤️

You can find the prompt list here.

#26-“Are you angry…?”

#58-“Where have you been?!” 

#61-“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that, you can look after yourself…I shouldn’t have…I’m sorry.” this prompt is in the form of a text message 

Author's note: okay anon I know you wanted a fluffy ending BUT, I decided to write it as a continuation to Hard for me i.e the prompt in which people demanded asked for a part 2

So forgive me for the ending

Word count: 1.2K

Warning: none, it's just angsty as hell

Cry for me

The next one week was painful. 

Ethan's confession in the lift had left Leah in a flux of emotions. On one hand she was joyous that he returned her feelings and that he was all in.

But on the other hand she felt gut wrenching guilt which slowly started eating away at her sanity. She was in a relationship with Bryce. She had a freaking boyfriend but that still didn't stop her from pining for Ethan.

She was so lost in her thoughts half the times, zoning in and out of conversations. Bryce could see something bothering her so he slowly formulating a plan to cheer her up.

"Hey Princess?" Bryce asked as they drove to the hospital.

Leah snapped her head towards Bryce. "Yeah?"

“Are you angry…? Did I do something wrong?"

"Of course not, queen B!" I am angry with myself and the world.

"I just... Can't see you so down and lost. You know you can talk to me, right?"

I don't think I can talk about how I am completely and utterly in love with my boss and the fact that he returns the sentiments.

"Yap I know. It's just been a stressful week, y'know?"

"What if we have a movie night today?  We can eat junk food and laugh on trashy movies?" Bryce spoke up as they got out of the car.

"That's exactly the thing I need. Thank you Bryce." Leah smiled at him and wrapped her arm around his waist, giving him a side hug.

Bryce gave her a breathtaking smile and wrapped his arms around her. "Anything for you Leah."

As they stood there, with their arms around each other in the parking lot, Leah failed to notice a pair of stormy blue eyes burning into her back.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- After changing into her scrubs and grabbing a coffee from the coffee cart, Leah made her way towards Ethan's office. June and Baz were sitting and drinking coffee, pouring over the charts while Ethan wrote on the whiteboard.

"Good morning team." Leah greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning, Leah!"

"Good morning, Dr. Garcia."

"You are late. Where have you been?"

Leah's eyes snapped to the clock above the whiteboard.

8:00 am.

"I was getting the charts. And I am not late. We start the meeting at 8am." Leah said as she placed her laptop and coffee on the table.

"Dr. Garcia, this is not your 9 to 5 corporate job where you enter and leave at a given time. You are a doctor and time should cease to exist because our patient's life is in the palm of our hands. Every minute you spend wasting time, that much is cut from our patient's life. Have you forgotten your Hippocrates oath?"

Leah wanted to answer back, but she bit her tongue. NOT worth it Leah, calm down. 

So clenching her jaw and swallowing down the humiliation, she responded in a curt voice. "Yes Doctor."

"Tardiness in not acceptable. Is that clear?" 

Baz interrupted, trying to diffuse the situation. "Ethan she wasn't even that lat-"

Cutting Baz off, his icy eyes bored into her angry hazel ones. "Dr. Garcia, am I clear?"

"Crystal." Leah spoke up, glaring at Ethan.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- And that's how the entire day continued. When working the case they were like a well oiled machine but outside in the hallways, they would glare at each other as if they wanted to kill each other.

The tension between Ethan was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. They butted heads throughout the duration of the shift that even the staff noticed.

Leah felt like a ticking time bomb, threatening to explode. Anger, frustration and pain is a very dangerous cocktail together, and now she had all of them whirling inside her like a tornado.

I'm gonna fucking confront him. That son of a bitch has it coming. Leah thought to herself, her teeth grinding.

So when she saw Ethan head towards the stairwell, she followed him.

"Dr. Ramsey, wait up."

"If it isn't patient related, don't bother me."

Leah rushed after him and grabbed him by his elbow with incredible strength, causing him to stop and turn towards her.

"What has gotten over you Ethan?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." He crossed his arms and stood there, towering over her.

"You are a smart guy. Acting dumb doesn't suit you. Now, let's try again, what has happened that has made you so pissed with me?"

"Rookie, I'm not mad at you."

"Yes you are!! You said Rookie in B flat and that only happens when I have royally pissed you off. And last time I checked I haven't done anything wrong-"

"What you did wrong, was crash into my life. What you did wrong, was try to cheer me up on a bad day. What you did wrong, was comfort me in my pain. What you did wrong was have faith in me when I was in doubt. What you did wrong, was make me fall for you."

Leah's jaw dropped. What sort of backhanded compliment was that? Clearing her throat and squashing the butterflies in her stomach, she spoke. "Ethan you can't say things like this to me."

"Why not? It's the truth. I like you way too much for my liking." He said in a low voice.

Leah threw her hands in the air. "Because, I am in a freaking relationship! You had your chance and you blew it. Don't Gove me mixed feelings now."

"I-"

"No now you will listen. You pushed me away. You said that you wanted space. You wanted my professional development. You wanted things to go back to normal. This is the new normal, okay? Accept it."

For a first time in a very long time, he looked helpless and guilty. "I was so wrong sunshine..."

Leah stuffed her hands in her coat and looked down at her lavender converse. She was at a complete loss of words. If things would have been easier she would have kissed him and hugged the sadness out of him.

But life is complicated. And everything has a price.

"So that's it huh? So..." Gulping Ethan continued, "You are over me?"

Silence.

Her brain was screaming at her to say yes and to move on from the angsty and painful chapter of her life. But she could not get herself to say it.

"If things were not as fucked up as they were... Do you think we would be a thing?"

Sighing she patted his arm. "I think you are smart enough to figure that out."

Leah side stepped him and climbed down the steps and opened the door of the stairwell to find Bryce standing there, a deer caught in the headlight expression on his face.

Leah greeted him, curiosity laced in her voice. "H..hey?" 

Bryce immediately turned and started walking away fast.

"Bryce wait up."

This is some deja vu.

Bryce stopped and turned towards her, pain shining in his eyes. "Is it true?"

"What?"

"That you have feelings for Dr. Ramsey."

Shit shit shit. An alarm went on in her brain which caused her to freeze up.

"I-" Leah started but she was interrupted.

"I heard everything."

Leah took a deep breath. Cat’s out of the bag. No point denying it. "Please don't jump to conclusions. I-" her pager beeped, signalling that a VIP patient had arrived and she sighed.

"I need to go now. I will talk to you tonight. Please don't do anything rash. I beg you."

Without saying a word, Bryce shrugged and walked away.

Why is does it feel like the two important men of my life walked away from me in a span of 2 minutes?

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

It was nine in the night and Leah was finally done with her rounds. Wearing her jeans and jumper, she tied her hair long black locks into a messy bun and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Letting out a breath, she gave herself a pep talk. Okay Leah... You have to make a decision. You are not Hannah Montana. You can't have the best of both worl-

Her phone pinged, interrupting her. She picked it up to see that it was a text from Ethan. 

Letting out a sigh, she picked up her messenger bag and walked out of the hospital, only one thing running in her head.

Who do I listen to? My head thats telling me that Ethan will hurt me again and that Bryce is better? Or my heart which tells me that Ethan is my one shot at true love?

It was painful to write this 

Also the last part got 88 notes so lets get this to 90 notes so that I have motivation to write part 3 heheheheh 

what do you think will happen in the next part?

ALSO GIVE ME SUGGESTIONS FOR WHAT I SHOULD NAME THIS SERIES

I love you guys 

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[taylorsnextchapter13]

For many reasons I keep my life on here private, mostly because I use this account as an escape from my life. Then last night I realized that my profile is filled with so many pictures of me faking a smile...yes I do have moments when I am happy and I do post a real smile but that’s not all the time. I’ve been giving off the appearance that I am ok and that I’m living a happy, perfect life. As we all know with social media... the reality is someone’s life is far different than how it looks on Instagram & that is something that I did not want to be included in this narrative for. So i am going to step outside of my comfort zone and be brave from a moment.

I am not ok, I’m a work in progress so please do not fall into the trap that my pictures may try to say otherwise and that I’ve living a happy and perfect life. I’ve been struggling with anxiety with panic attacks, depression, and adhd for some time now. And what many people don’t get is how these disorders can alter your life in such a negative, life altering, and invisible way. I’m often told that as an adult I shouldn’t be having these issues anymore and it’s time that I “grow out of it” but what people don’t get is WHY I have these panic attacks weekly or why I can never shut my mind off at night from all these anxious thoughts... or why I can’t get out of bed some days, they don’t know about how my crippling past is still shaping my future and it’s not because I want it to but because my anxiety and depression can’t let it go.

I’m trying to say this all without too many details because my past and present struggles are a lot, but this is part of the reason why I use this account as an escape. Because the Emily on tumblr or IG or twitter can be whoever she wants to be. She can put all these issues aside and for a moment out of my day feel “normal” and “okay.” But I realized as great as it feels to escape, it’s not helping myself accept what’s going on and it’s not helping others who are just like me to feel ok about their struggles. “I might be ok but I’m not fine at all” couldn’t say it better...

I started the new year of 2019 saying that I really wanted to focus on ME and and better my mental health! Taylor has always been the light for me when I’m feeling down or anxious and when my head doesn’t give me a break. I hold onto to her words like “this is a worthwhile fight” “but darling it’s going to be ok” and “and then it feels like feeedom” and sometimes I have to repeat them like crazy, or write these poems and lyrics on my mirror to remind me that this rainstorm will pass and that my rainbow is coming! I hope this helps people remember that just people people put up a happy face online or don’t talk about their personal struggles, doesn’t mean they are ok and life is easy for them! And this just a small look into my personal struggle, there’s far more I have going on but that’s not why I’m saying what I’m saying. I’m not here to get any sympathy because we all have struggles we fight with, but I want this to be a reminder to be nice to eveyone because you don’t know what they may be going though.

You don’t know the number of tissues someone may have used that day to wipe away their tears, or the bravery someone had once again for making it though another panic attack, you don’t know the impact negative words may have on someone, and you don’t know how lonely or lost a person may feel in this world. I might be tied together with a smile but lately it’s been coming undone and I want eveyone to know it’s ok. It’s ok to not feel ok. It’s ok to not have the perfect social media life or presence online— this account is still an escape for me because I love you all so much and you all have helped me like crazy! But I want to be more willing to talk about these mental health struggles because the days where I can’t get out of bed or have panic attack after panic attack are real and I know I’m not alone. So let’s all be there for each other and spread positivity because this word needs it, I need it, and I bet you need it as well☀️And if you don’t want to talk about it online or feel comfortable doing so, I get it, and I hope we can all find a way to be there for you by eveyone realizing we all have something going on♥️ Let’s fight this worthwhile battle together ♥️

I may not be fully in that daylight yet, and I might be really struggling lately, but I’m trying to step into the daylight even when my world feels like darkness. I’m taking it day by day, and that’s the best I (and we) can do ✨☀️💗 & thank you Taylor for always being there for me, you always have my back and I love you for it ♥️ If you are also struggling, just know that you are not alone!

[kaixlatte]

🎆18 Goals for 2018🎆

2017 is almost coming to an end🙆🏻‍♀️ This year man. This year. It was full of new beginnings, love, pain, rebuilding, sacrifice, and lessons. I experienced the highest highs and the lowest lows. The roller coaster never stopped. So many extremes. But we’re almost there. We’ve made our rotation around the sun and a new year is here. So here it is. My 18 goals for 2018.

1. Appreciate: Honestly I will admit I’m not the most appreciative person and sometimes it ends up making me depressed. I’m so focused on what I don’t have that I forget what I do. This year I will keep my eyes on my own lawn and figure out how to make my grass greener. Living a life where your constantly looking at what other people have will never get you better. 2. Forgive: Hurt people hurt people. Sometimes it feels like an endless cycle of bad times and good. Sometimes you’re so wary of trusting people because you can’t get over the past. But forgiveness is necessary. It is true that being bitter over what happened is like you drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.it doesn’t work like that. I know your heart hurts. But you still have one. 3. Grow: Growth hurts. There’s a reason it’s called growing pains. But small progress is better than no progress at all. Growth tears you out of your comfort zone. It’s sink or swim. Life is constantly putting you in situations you would never imagine yourself in. It’s up to you to adapt. Are you gonna let this bury you or are you gonna bloom? 4. Save: But it’s so pretty! But I want nice things! We live in America. We are known consumers. We live in a generation of gimme gimme and wanting the next best thing. But did you really need that dress you used once for an IG post? Do you really need Starbucks everyday? Save up! You never know what’s gonna happen to you. Or maybe you wanna take a trip with someone you love. Spend your money on things that are worth it. If not hide it in your piggy bank. 5. Love: Hate is easy and love is hard. It’s difficult to show compassion and kindness when you’ve been done wrong. But that’s the reason you can’t sleep at night. You have all this hate in your heart. It drains you. Don’t let it hold you back. You’re better than that. 6. Open Up: Keeping it all in won’t make it better. Your thoughts can actually destroy you. Think about it like this. A gun won’t kill you unless someone pulls the trigger. Your thoughts aren’t stupid. You have the right to say what’s on your mind and not feel bad about it. Shit it took that much to get it all out in the first place. Be unapologetic with how you feel. 7. Share: The more you give the more you get. This life wasn’t made for you to keep it all to yourself. It feels good to give willingly. Knowing you made someone’s day better. It doesn’t even have to be a gift. It could be listening to someone when they’re venting to you on the phone or even saying someone looks nice. Get out there and give. The holiday season is the perfect time. 8. Let Go: Let go of the hurt that you keep inside you. It’s poison. Life hasn’t been fair. It’s torn you down. You’re so scared that one day you won’t hurt because you’ll be numb. You won’t feel. Anything. This honestly terrifies me. I️ hate to cry but I’m scared that one day I️ won’t be able to feel anything anymore. That those tears will be my last. Because I️ won’t care anymore. I’ll be too tired. So here it is. I’m letting go. May my heart never harden. 9. Breathe: Before you snap, before you dig, before you scream. Breathe for 7 seconds. Let a little bit of it out. All that pent up anxiety will age you. Release it. Inhale. Exhale. Repeat. 10. Drink Tea: Green, Jasmine, Oolong. Whatever. Just drink it before bed. It’ll bring you peace and remind you the day is winding down. You can start over tomorrow. 11. Skin Care: Cleanse, tone and moisturize. Three simple steps that can be forgotten so easily. But nonetheless your skin will thank you. Also would it kill you to just drink water instead of getting a pink drink? Your dry lips and dull skin will be revived. 12. Organize: If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you write it down. No matter how jumbled your life feels, write it out. Set goals. Aim for deadlines. If it doesn’t happen now it’s doesn’t mean it never will. 13. Play: Why so serious??? You forget sometimes that you’re so young. You have your whole life ahead of you. Trying to get an amazing career, a house, planning for a family, a wedding? That’s a lot of pressure for someone who only got the green light to buy alcohol this year. Your pace is your own. Don’t rush the process. Play! Run around. Scream. Smile. It can’t always be all work and no play. 14. Give: Give your time. It’s so valuable because it’s something you can’t get back. Have lunch with your grandma, watch a movie with your loved one, take your sibling for ice cream. We don’t get back these moments but we’ll always remember them. 15. Move: Your room will always be there. But your room should only be meant for sleeping from now on. Go outside. Get some sun. Go back to yoga. Take a jog around the block. Walk the dog. That phone attached to your hand? Put it away. Life is happening all around you. Experience it. Participate. 16. Think positive: Everything truly does begin in your mind. Whatever you want to happen, can happen if you want it badly enough. Of course wishful thinking can’t get you everywhere but it’s a damn good start. 17. Manifest: “Anything I️ want I’ll speak into existence.” The mind is a powerful thing. Turn your I️ wish into I️ will. Only you can make it happen, no one will do it for you. 18. Pray: I’ll admit it. Me and God have kinda had a falling out. I️ basically yelled I️ hated him and tore pages out of my bible. I️ was getting this impression that every time I’ve cried to him for help I️ was met with silence. Also my parents are super religious and I️ feel like their hiding behind their beliefs because they have so much issues themselves. Not being straight up all. But I️ can’t let my parents define my faith. It’s one thing I️ won’t let them control. Their God is someone they fear. A being that’ll take them straight to hell. I️ believe God is Love. He wants us to be happy, to turn to him. He doesn’t want us to fear him and run from him. I’m at a different point in my life with God right now but we’re getting there.

[scottyunfamous]

#WearItChallenge

I don't wear chokers because I have a double chin and a short neck.

I don't wear sleeveless tops or dresses without something to cover my arms because I have ‘Bye-bye’ arms (they wave bye-bye when I do) and stretchmarks from my shoulders down.

I don't wear crop tops because I have big tummy that also has stretchmarks.

I don't wear short shorts because my inner-thighs are flabby, they rub together and they’re darker than the rest of my legs.

I don't wear deep plunge tops because my boobs sag.

I don't wear backless anything because I have back rolls…and more stretchmarks.

I don't wear anything that clings too much because I don't want to highlight my flab.

Th is was my original list of fashion no-gos; the things that I wouldn’t wear because they wouldn’t look good on a body like mine. This shitty ass list is nothing new; we all have one. Your personal list may have similar things on it and some different ones too.

When I read this list back, I dunno about you, but I couldn't get past how fucking depressing it sounded. All of these bullshit restrictions that I’d put on myself over the years because I was afraid to celebrate myself in my entirety due to socially acceptable mainstream beauty standards portrayed in the media, or via the opinions of others –a mass of portrayals and opinions that didn't include me. I used to be so scared of being judged for not dressing for my size/body type because when you're a big girl, fashion brands tend to push that a big girl dressing for her size includes a lot of shapeless tunics, mumu looking ass dresses, any plunging necklines are shortened to stop before your cleavage even starts, and some sort of cover up created to shroud our bodies even more, because they’re not hidden enough.

Fat people are bullied into the background and taught to make ourselves smaller to make space for people who resemble what we see in magazines and music videos, to make ourselves invisible so as to draw less attention to so that our size won’t offend anyone. It’s fucking stupid; why is ‘dressing for my size’ about making other people feel comfortable with the way I look? 

The body positivity movement has definitely changed a lot for a lot plus size people for the better, from the way we view ourselves, the way we express and celebrate ourselves, and the way that brands are changing the way they cater to us. I'm proud to say that I've gotten over some of my hang ups, but I’ve still got more to tackle. Despite seeing fan-fucking-tabulous bitches like (a few of my faves) Tess Holliday, Essie Golden, Kelly Augustine, Danielle Varnier, Olivia Campbell, Felicity Hayward, and The Queen Curve Collective slay outfits that plus size women aren't always comfortable wearing, some of my personal body hang ups still fuck with me to this day.

If you follow me on Instagram, Snapchat or Twitter, you’ll be aware that I've used my weight loss journey to delve even further into tackling my body insecurities by forcing myself to wear shit that scares me, shit that I would look at and tell myself that a woman of my stature has no business wearing. Over the past few months I've proudly (and anxiously) made a point of flaunting what I deemed my ‘flaws’ across social media and in public.

Certain items take a lot of coaxing for me to be brave enough to rock, but I rock it, and the more I do it, the more liberated I feel. I’m learning to really enjoy owning and celebrating my body. Every time I thought I'd look like a fool, or that some ass crumb would have something negative to say that would make me feel even more self-conscious than I already did...nothing happened. I looked good in those outfits. I felt good in those outfits, and if anyone was opposed to me making peace with my body, they never made it known. Instead I was gifted with praise, encouragement, Instagram likes (the most important, obviously. Yay for external validation!) and messages from my fancy faces and those close to me about how they loved what I was doing and how it inspired them to do the same (this is important).

The response has been amazing and it's so fucking dope to see so many of you daring to step outside of your comfort zone (where the REAL growth happens) and making the effort to fully embrace your bodies.

The #WearItChallenge has made such a difference to my list.

I DO wear chokers

I DO wear sleeveless tops or dresses without something to cover my arms.

I DO wear crop tops.

I DO wear things that cling.

I DO wear backless things.

I DO wear short shorts

I don't wear deep plunge tops because my boobs sag (yet)…this will be tackled.

It's a new mutha fuckin’ day, bitch! We are coming to snatch wigs this summer 2017 (and forevermore) and I am all the way here for it, so to keep the good vibes rolling and the self-love growing I'm giving you an invitation to join my August #WearItChallenge. I challenge you to wear something that makes you feel uncomfortable (the item of clothing or body part you wanna tackle is completely up to you), and go all the way with it, hooker, ‘cause if we're gonna do this we're gonna do it right (and by right I mean eleganza extravaganza all yo shit). Beat your fancy face, do your hair, your nails -whatever glam is for you, glam the fuck out, heaux, and wear that shit with pride.

HOW TO ENTER

It’s simple: upload a photo of yourself wearing something you'd normally be too afraid to wear, to IG or Twitter, tag me (@scottyunfamous) and use the hashtag #WearItChallenge, for a chance to be featured on my official #WearItChallenge page.

(Submissions close August 31st, 23:59 GMT)

In your caption, tell me the item of clothing you're wearing that scares you and why, then lemme know how you felt after you put yourself out there and wore it. Why should you do this? Because you can help to inspire other people to celebrate themselves too, bitch!  We’ve got 5 months left in this Year of Lavish, so bitch, we are going to make the most of the shit! BODY CONFIDENCE FOR EVERYBODY!

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Love Scotty x