Mummy’s dress…

The Wild Flesh~Clarissa Pinkola

“If she is taught to hate her own body, how can she love her mother’s body that has the same configuration as hers!-her grandmother’s body, the bodies of her daughters as well? How can she love the bodies of other women (and men) close to her who have inherited the bodies of their ancestors? To attack a woman thusly destroys her rightful pride of affiliation with her own people and robs her of the natural lilt she feels in her body no matter what height, size, shape she is. In essence, the attack on women’s bodies is a far reaching attack on the ones who have gone before her as well as the ones who will come after her.”

It is Sunday, Sundays are the best!

I am feeling wonderful! As in wonderfulness is just bursting out of me and showing on my glowing skin😊

I decide to wear mummy’s dress, the zebra one which she really likes but gave me because it was a bit too small…

As I slip into the dress, I count the fact that mummy’s dress can wrap me so beautifully as one of the few blessings of this my new weight gain(I think it is a college fresher thing*shrugs shoulders then bites Lindt~Roasted Sesame is the flavour of the week~*)…

I think of how similar our bodies! How our bodies store fat in the arms…How broad our shoulders…How small our bossom…How round our bottoms…

I smile as those lines of ‘Phenomenal Woman’ slip into my mind, as they always do in those ‘I stand in awe of your creation, God!’ moments…It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips,   The stride of my step, The curl of my lips.  I’m a woman…

I laugh at all the moments of hate and shame towards parts of me (and her) that did not fit into popular beauty boxes…I laugh at such folly!

Then, I look at the mirror (which needs wiping, hihi) and smile and capture myself in mummy’s beautiful dress and body…


“A woman cannot make the culture more aware by saying “Change.” But she can change her own attitude toward herself, thereby causing devaluing projections to glance off. She does this by taking back her body. By not forsaking the joy of her natural body, by not purchasing the popular illusion that happiness is only bestowed on those of a certain configuration or age, by not waiting or holding back to do anything, and by taking back her real life, and living it full bore, all stops out. This dynamic self-acceptance and self-esteem are what begins to change attitudes in the culture.”

N.B:The italicised quotes are all from the ‘Women who run with wolves’ which is just just giving me so so much life! Too much life!

P.S: I need Nubian Skin in my life…(What I really really need is sleep burh lingerie will do too, I guess…)

Goes back to listening to ‘Hebu njoo‘(Si Sauti Sol and Fena Gitu on the same song is just perfection👌🏾)!