Bodies

I wish I lived back in the time when plump bodies were the ideal of beauty. Not only would I have been beautiful, but my large post-baby breasts would be back up where they are supposed to be because of the lovely corsets I would undoubtedly be wearing…

Shoes are the very best accessory because they always fit and usually look good, no matter the size of your body. If my husband understood this he would stop asking why I need so many shoes…

My mom came home from Italy with a pair or red gingham pumps that will forever be the epitome of fashion to me…

Sometimes when I’m not feeling confident in my body, all I have to do is look at a Botero to feel my form is worthy of celebration…

Once when I was young there was a Botero sculpture exhibit in Chicago, and my brother and I got to climb gigantic bottoms and thick thighs…

If I lived in the 18th c, my Oreo cookie habit would appear on my body as a symbol of my wealth and success…

My mom never wore a bathing suit. She made it very clear that her body was not acceptable enough to enjoy the water. I make a point of ALWAYS putting on my bathing suit in front of my kids, even when I’m enormously pregnant and the only thing that fits is a giant polka dot swim-dress.