Breaking All the Fat Girl Rules: Bikinis AND Crop Tops

I went to the beach and didn't end up wearing a dress (it's hard to wear the necessary chub rub protection at the beach) but my bikini has a skirt bottom so it kinda counts, right?

I got my bikini from Evans and it has been my go to bathing suit all summer long, I absolutely adore it. Not to mention that I'm a sucker for a bikini actually made for fat people, not ones that me and my small breasts can merely stuff myself into. When I first ordered the bathing suit I was hesitant that a skirted bottom would be too Grandma-esque, but my lovely friends convinced me that it looked more like a tutu and paired with a bikini top it wouldn't look matronly. As an added bonus when I'm late into my waxing cycle the skirt is a godsend. I was chilly so I borrowed the button down from a friend.

Not to mention I can't resist a polka dot. For serious.

Since I know I'll get questions about this I'll point you to a few other posts about fat girls in bikinis. I've posted pictures of various bikinis before and the magnificent Frances over at Corpulent wrote an amazing manifesto about it. Simply put, I find wearing a bikini empowering and I love feeling the sun on my belly.

But it was Labor Day weekend and the day was not yet over. Next on the agenda was celebrating my dear friend Ateqah's birthday and for that I had a perfect post-beach outfit - a crop top and shorts.

It was the first time I had worn a crop top (I only bought it the day before) and to be honest I was kinda petrified of wearing it. Being on the beach in a bikini doesn't make me bat an eye, but a crop top on the street really tested my comfort zone. I was nervous about wearing it and wondered if I'd get nasty comments but it turns out I loved the hell out of it and not a comment to be had.

And I now give you what will probably be the most high fashion shot of me ever to be seen on the blog, I mean I'm not even smiling. For this we can thank the blue lights in my friends entryway which I have lovingly dubbed Melrose Place and the photo direction of my friend Suzanne.

Top - Random Brooklyn boutique (straight sized I might add)

Shorts - City Chic

Sunglasses - Rayban and sadly don't belong to me.

Shoes - Crocs - another pair! Are y'all still gonna read my blog?

Photo credit goes to Suzanne and Ateqah.

It's Getting Hot in Here

...so take off all your clothes.

Honestly it has been so damn hot and sticky in NY this past week that if I could come to the office in a bikini I would. But we're a non-profit, not the beach so sometimes you have to wear clothing even when you don't want to. I know my life is so difficult isn't it.

So instead I turned to my new favorite thing - shorts. I can't begin to tell you how shocking it is for me to type those words as I spent YEARS of my life running and screaming in the opposite direction of shorts. But you know what, when it's 90+ degrees outside they're really comfortable. My name is bloomie, I am wearing shorts and I love them. It's official. Hell has frozen, pigs are flying and they're purple.

You've seen these shorts before in the outfit where I was trying to look like someone else, but I wanted to show you what they look like on bloomie when I'm not not trying to look like anyone but myself. Not bad right? I told you, Ross is a magical place.

I've paired my shorts with a hand me down top for my beloved Mirka. Who says sequins should be relegated to the weekend? Not I.

I wanted to wear some gorgeous necklace that dipped into my cleavage in just the right spot, but it was too hot for something on my neck so instead I threw on some earrings that I got in India.


And topped the outfit off with some sandals I got in India as well.


Limited clothing while still work appropriate. Not bad at all I say.

Photo credit goes to Pamie.