Brown is the new black.

50 is the new 30.

Fat is the new…ummmmm – FAT!!

What? How dare I use the dreaded F word.  I mean come on, I AM a female for cryin out sideways!! I need to be ashamed, guilted, depressed or at the very least quiet about it.

Well I am daring to come out of the closet, so to speak, about using the word FAT to describe my wonderful body!!  I have owned this big body for MANY years now and have loved all that it has provided me.  Men, clothes, travel, singing, acting, men, commercials, comedy, beauty, men (God have I mentioned MEN?) and so many other amazing experiences.

When you pick up a puppy, you turn it over and love on it exclaiming, “Oh I love this fat little belly!!” I myself usually kiss a puppy belly and raspberry it.   I love love love the smell of puppy belly skin.

A newborn baby?  Of the human kind, that is.  We comment on the adorable chubby cheeks and the amazing fat at the top of the baby legs.  We comment how healthy those chunky babies look, and my look at the beautiful color…no matter what color!

Ok, so when did FAT become bad? I have that fat at the top of my legs, belly charm and adorable cheeks.  I must be amazingly cute…well my FAT is. To me.  To my husband.  To many others too. Continue Reading