My name is Heather, and this is me:
As a young woman, I often found myself gravitating toward the internet for fashion advice to avoid the anxiety I felt in the big retail environments. As a plus-sized woman, I oftentimes found myself off in the corner of a department store where they had shoved the small, plus size section of women's clothing. I would sift through the racks of drab colors and boxy styles, unhappy with the limited choices I had to express myself and afraid to ask questions. I would look around anxiously, shamed at the thought of someone finding me there. How could I ever be happy in the skin of a body that's not even worth the time to create sensible fashion for?
So I avoided brick-and-mortar clothing stores for awhile and turned to the blogging world for help and inspiration. It was here that I discovered so many of the wonderful, curvy women of fashion. I discovered ladies that inspired me to forget society's judgment of my size and wear what makes me smile. Ladies like the lovely Teer Wayde, who helped me embrace my inner rockstar and love for platform heels. Ladies like Ms. Georgina, who taught me to never settle for lesser quality, boring unmentionables because I deserve to be a sexy woman, too. And finally, women like funky Cora that inspired me to reach for my first set of makeup brushes and bold lipsticks.
Basically, it was by reading their experiences and realizing that I wasn't alone in a world full of slim-obsessed media, that I was able to find the courage to start my own beauty and fashion discovery. So thank you, ladies, for all that you offer to women around the world. Your stories are truly an inspiration to us all.
Now, back to my story. I grew up in a small town. When I say small, I mean 500 people small...We were a farming, family oriented community. My daily life consisted of school, chores, sports, bikes and dirt. I wore the "play clothes" my mom differentiated from my "school clothes" to play around town in. So I grew up in a jeans and t-shirt kind of world, and needless to say I was a tomboy. I used to get in trouble for popping black tar bubbles with my fingers in the road by our house! Don't get me wrong, I had barbies that I loved dressing up as a kid. But I never translated that love to my own style once I became old enough to express my individuality.
I refused to wear dresses for the longest time. By the time I was able to pick my own clothes out up until graduation from high school, I can only recall five dresses - eighth grade prom, one wedding, two homecomings and one high school prom. I wore my brother's clothes about as much as my own. I didn't experiment with makeup until I was 19 years old, and to this day six years later, I am still an amateur that's constantly learning from YouTube and blog posts.
So this blog, Fashion Hijinks, is dedicated to my journey through womanhood that will involve plus size clothing, shoes and accessories and thrift store finds that feed my inner fashionista. And of course, the fashion faux pas I am destined to commit. I will include pictures, life experiences and epiphanies along the way.
I hope you choose to join me on my adventures!
P.S. Stay tuned for my first thrift store haul of a few items I've found over the last several months!