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May 13 2015

Wild Card

IMG_8500 - Version 3There’s been some not so nice comments floating around out there about my body…IMG_8663

So today I’m fighting back with this dress and sharing a few really important messages about embracing your body type and overcoming all that negativity!

Okay, this post is very uncensored (well, aren’t I always? but you know what i mean). No, you won’t find any curse words or anything like that in here (I don’t use much of those, I’m not quite cool enough) but you will find some really raw and unedited opinions (and un-retouched photos, yikes), so brace yourself!IMG_8559

Remember how I told you I was determined to showcase a different side of my style this year with outfits that might surprize you and not in the normal “omg she’s wearing 47 colors and 32 prints” sort of way? Well today is another one of those days were I step so far outside of my comfort zone, make good on that promise and channel my inner Kardashian in this body-con figure-flaunting look, where’s that dang eye-covering monkey emoji… I really need that little guy right about now.IMG_8535

So back to those not so nice comments... Maybe I’m over reacting (yeah, probably) they’re nothing too bad, just things like “that’s really unflattering” or “uhhh she doesn’t have the right body type for this look” and they never come from anyone I know… It’s not like I even care… lol okay I try not to, but of course I care a little, but either way I can’t just ignore them, that’s so not the Courtney Way, but I can help you conquer something similar if you ever find yourself in a comparable situation.IMG_8672

Having a blog is this weird thing – you share your style with strangers and put yourself out there everyday. 99% of the time the feedback is amazing or constructive and is what helps you power through those long nights or time when you really don’t want to smile for a photo (I’m drafting this post at 2:16 AM and pulling my second all nighter of the week [yep.. It’s only Tuesday] … so I’m using all the fuel I can get right now, SO THANKS!).

As a result, the negative ones shouldn’t ever bother you, you shouldn’t take it personally or even dwell on them… but that it’s not always that easy. Another weird thing that happens is you become this “not real person” to people out there, so they say things objectively without thinking about how they would affect people – I’m even guilty of it, I make assumptions about celebrities I know nothing about like “omg Kristin Stewart is so annoying….” which I totally believe with every fiber of my being even thought I couldn’t tell you one real thing about her, besides she makes idiotic decisions like choosing sparkling vampires over super cute werwolves that will love you forever no matter what, or wait, is that just Bella? Either way, these comments that we all make aren’t really targeted at you, or me or Kstew on a personal level, but we (well at least I) totally took them that way – hence why I hear the “she’s too short for that outfit” comment as “Oh My God Becky that Courtney Girl is is a hawt mess, we should totally go TP her house or toss a slushy in her face” in my head… makes sense, right? wrong but it’s the truth, oh and If you didn’t gather, I watch a lot of TV.IMG_8602

No matter what I think of the comments they are out there …
they happened, they exist so I figured I had 3 options (the same three options you have when anyone says anything awful about you like ever, FYI these also totally apply to a break up!)
OPTION 1 – The Drake
Cry in the shower, binge watch gossip girl and eat your weight in cookie dough and forget about it. P.S. Drake, why are you so emotional? P.P.S did I just Kstew Drake? whoops! (inspired by Chris Deliah)
OPTION 2 – The Mr. Wonderful
tell yourself they know nothing, ignore them and never think of it again… at the risk of sounding dramatic, They’re dead to you. (If you got that shark tank reference, you’re my spirit animal)
OPTION 3 – The Transformer
change yourself, become something better and make what they said insignificant, but be careful that you don’t just surprise what you’re feeling, becoming a robot in disguise.
None of the Above >> WILD CARD
Or if none of the above apply, do what I did and play your wild card.
Prove them wrong in the brightest and boldest way you can – in my case, a neon body con dress did quite nicely.  On a side note, this is totally how Blair Waldorf would handle this, or maybe with a headband, a smile and a hint of sabotage but whatever, basically the same thing.

IMG_8517Let’s set the record straight, I have no real issues with my body. I could care less about a thigh gap and have no desire to weigh 100 pounds or be 5’9 (I’m 5’1). Sure there are parts that aren’t my favorite or that I might swap if given the change (Hey Kerry Washington, can I borrow those cheak bones?), like my gymnast-esuqe arms that didn’t come with a gold metal #lame, but for the most part I’m content. And honestly, if I had that much of a problem with my bod, I would work hard to change it… but I would much rather work hard to eat my weight (which last time I check was 130, not 99lbs) in pizza cookie (its a real thing); but I was a little offended when there were comments made about my outfits being a “inappropriate for that body type”, or “unflattering for her figure”.IMG_8756

I’m not gonna lie, after reading a few negative comments I became obsessed for a good 15 min, I got a little defensive, and wanted to respond, but then I decided to absorb it and play my wild card, actually show that I am confident in my own skin and help anyone else overcome a similar situation.

Okay, now I’m gonna get a little fired up – I kind of sort of refuse to believe you have to be stick thin to try certain trends and I will never ever agree that certain looks were just made for models… like ever. That’s kind of the whole point of blogging right? real people, making real trends work for real, non airbrushed bodies so they can share their success (and failures) with other really people… If you wanted to see Karlee Kloss wear something and look AMAZE in it, you could open any dang magazine, but my hope is that if you want to see how someone awkward, average and not-so-cool wear it, you would turn to someone like me 😉
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So here it is, my body: back fat and all. No thigh gap, no rock hard abs and no lack of junk in the trunk (monkey emoji, we need it right here!) It isn’t always the most flattering in every trend I try and sometalthough this post started as way to show as much of my body as I could in the most tasteful way possible to really stick it to those comments that obviously rubbed me the wrong way (lol) it turned into so much more than that. Next time you find yourself in a similar situation, feeling down from something someone said or heart broken from a recent break up,I think it’s okay to dwell a bit (pull a Drake and cry in the shower if you want) but then Blair-on-up and play your wild card. Remember you are seriously awesome… why? because I said so 😉 and anyone who doesn’t see that deserves to be proven wrong by wearing a killer neon dress (that probably could have used a pair of spanx haha oops), doing what they said couldn’t be done or making such a big splash that they won’t have any choice but to nottice. However you do it and whatever you conquer, don’t do it for them, don’t do it for me, just do it for you, because like I said you’re awesome and nothing else really matter 😉IMG_8518

DRESS: 5th & Mercer Dress (available in PINK, white, red, lime (worn here), black & blue)
SHOES: Calvin Klein Leopard Vivian Sandals
BAG: Rebecca Minkoff Mini Mab Tote (also in pink, white and more)
BRACELET: Accessory Jane Gold Bracelet c/o

IMG_8562Thanks to Liv of Corporate Catwalk and my supportive Girl Group of besties, I shared these photos with them before posting and she gave me that extra confidence boost I needed to actually say and share all I needed to share <3  Oh and my awesome Boyfriend Paris for being my awesome, supportive, amazing boyfriend, Paris. 

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