I’m a member of a few travelling-while-fat online groups, and one thing that comes up over and over is people’s fear of flying as a fat woman. One of the shittiest things about travelling is the anxiety airlines cause for people on the regular. Which is doubly annoying, considering flights are often the most expensive part of the trip. Every day I do my best to approach the world with weight-neutral eyes. Most frequently this means reworking my internal scripts about my body, but not always. There are still activities
DragCon is an amazing gathering of fans, artists, and glitter–and I can’t wait to head to LA this weekend to get back into the thick of it!
What do people wear on safari? Moreover, what do fat people wear on safari? Here’s a hint: it’s not all about the khaki.
I’m fat. Also, I travel. I cannot share my experience with one without the other.