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I Grew Up With The Motto Of "they Can't Kill You And Eat You," And I Still Think That's Right. You Sure As Hell Can't! When It Comes To Speaking About My Body Makes Other People Uncomfortable But It Doesn't Make Me Uncomfortable. It Makes Them Think More About Themselves Than It Makes Them Judge Me. I've Always Had This Body And Had To Live With It. I've Never Been A Little Thing. I've Been Smaller But I've Never Been Small, Even As A Baby. I've Never Had That Window Into That Kind Of World Where People Only Talk To You Because You're Conventionally Sexy.

When I Was A Teenager I Would Lock Myself In The Bathroom For Hours, Bouffanting My Hair Like Patty Duke And Trying To Recreate Barbra Streisand's Flawless Eyeliner, Only To Comb It All Out And Wash It All Off Before Stepping Out Into The World A Butchish Bisexual Teen.

With A Stretch Belt, Anything Can Be A Dress - A Dinner Napkin, A Tablecloth, Even A Towel. Just Wrap And Snap, And Away You Go In An Incredible Outfit. Another Plus Is That The Belt Will Pull All Eyes To Your Lovely Curves, And They Even Look Good Around A Coat Or A Jacket.

I've Had A Ton Of Fast-food Jobs - It Changes Your Approach To Human Interaction Forever.

I Have A Lot Of Feminist Idols. My Favorite Thing About Growing Up In Arkansas - Well, Not Favorite But Something I've Always Felt Grateful For - Was That I Really Had To Dig For What I Could. There Was No Internet. There Wasn't Tons Of Feminist Literature Floating Around.