Up and Running!

Hey lovelies!

I was off last week with some technical difficulties, and they seem to have all been sorted out (fingers crossed this post makes it up!)

So now that my internet actually works, I can get back to editing all of the pics I took from New York Fashion Week plus (and I have outfit pics for you!) Look for those posts to start Wednesday. Until then, have a picture of me all curly at the SmartGlamour fashion show:


See y’all Wednesday! ๐Ÿ™‚


Sparkly Treats

In less than a week, I will be 30.



I love to splurge on myself, but such a special day deserves an extra special treat. I couldn’t figure out what I’d gift myself that would be extravagant. Do I get my first pair of designer shoes? A fancy bag?

And then the lovely folks at Anjolee.com contacted me to see if I’d be interested in learning about their jewelry and designing my own piece.

Ding, ding!

So, over at Anjolee, you can custom design anything they have to your heart’s desire. Lovely ring, but you want a topaz and not a sapphire? Done! You need that necklace to be platinum instead of white gold? No problem! Love the look of that diamond tennis bracelet, but you need another inch or two? Piece of cake!

Speaking of which, I totally decided to get myself a bracelet. I can also tell you it was a hard decision, what with all of the possibilities! I picked out something with blue topaz, because blue is my favorite color. Look at the packaging:


And how lovely my piece is:





And the cool part about it is that since you can customize everything down to the length, if you happen to have bigger arms like me, you can add inches on if you needed. Standard length is 7 inches, and I added an inch for a perfect fit (you can even do half inches if you need to.) I used a measuring tape (dressmaker’s, not the retractable) to measure what I would need.

I am so happy with the results, and the quality is superb.

If you’re looking for a gift for a loved one or a gift for yourself (I’m all for personal treats), give Anjolee a try. You won’t regret it!

Disclaimer: This post is sponsored by Anjolee. All opinions are my own.



Nail Adventures: Four Leaf Clovers

So, yesterday was a rare day for me at work: I didn’t have to wear all black! Because St. Patrick’s Day.

Naturally that meant I went full throttle with all of the green I could muster. I did a green sweater dress, did my eyes up in green and blue, and adorned my nails in all of the green and gold I had in my arsenal.

I’m still working on getting the Weather Deities to do right and bring the warm, and yesterday they gave me an almost 60 degree day!

Which turned to 36 degrees by the time I got off work.


Anyway, my nails were pretty popular at work because green and glitter and a four leaf clover!


I couldn’t quite get the water decal where I wanted it (ended up redoing that finger twice), but I love it! I have on…quite a few colors here, actually. The green is a combo of two greens. I did a flat green base from Sally Hansen called Kelp Out, then layered that with a shimmery green from OPI’s Hawaii collection called My Gecko Does Tricks. It goes on pretty sheer, and it took about three coats to make it opaque when I swatched it. So, I figured a green base would help give it the same opacity without all the layers. The gold is Orly’s Luxe layered with OPI’s I Reached My Gold. I got the water decals from Julep, and I always have studs around. These are from the dollar store. ๐Ÿ˜€

Of course, it took me about an hour at work to knock off three studs, but it was super pretty while it lasted.

I’m already looking forward to the tropical manicure I’m planning for vacation! There will be pineapples.

Happy Wednesday, folks! ๐Ÿ˜€


From the Magazines…

…comes the look I will be doing for my next YouTube tutorial. I have been playing around with this Dior look since I saw it in my magazine, and I thought: this is simple to do. So, not only will I be filming this, I will be showing you a variation of the look as well!

Here’s the inspiration:


Simple, yet makes a statement. I am also working on a new Nail Adventure for you. I will have matte nails.

Yes, you read that right. ๐Ÿ™‚

See you Friday!


A Letter to Linda Kelsey

Dear Linda Kelsey,

I read the article you wrote for theย Daily Mail.ย You raised several questions within it, and as a young, fat, and unashamed woman, I’d like to help you gain some clarity.

I knew at a young age I was fat.

Around that same age I learned that fat was bad, and I should beat it as best I could.

I spent a lot of time hating my belly. Hating my thighs. Hating my arms. I wasn’t completely happy with myself because no one else (in my mind) seemed to be. I still dressed well, despite starting my teen years as a glam tomboy. Somehow, I felt like an impostor, though.

I never thought I would be worthy of anyone’s love but my parents, and yet deep down I felt they were ashamed of me because I was fat. So I poured my time and efforts into school, so they could have something to brag about. I was never going to be a beauty queen. I had glasses and crooked teeth, and my size didn’t help matters any. I did my best to blend in physically, at least as much as I could, so that I wouldn’t draw attention to myself.

I was known as the smart kid. For years, I felt that was all I had.

So, I did crash diets; tried to suppress my appetite. I figured if I hated my fat as much as everyone else did, it would go away.

Didn’t work. But I decided to give it one more try.

Shortly after graduating from high school, I went on the most successful diet. Two plates of food a day. Diet bread (*retch*). Daily walks.

By the time I made it to university, I’d shed about 20lbs. Lost a dress size.

And I anxiously waited for everything else to change. I’m smaller, right?ย I’m more accepted, now, right? I was ready to soak up those compliments like a thirsty plant soaks up water after a rainstorm.

Nope. Folks told me two things: 1. I’d gain it back because “Freshman 15” and 2. “When are you gonna lose the rest?”

*record scratch*

So…I did what I was expected to do as a fat girl: lose weight. I even went along with the appropriate self loathing as I did so: knowing how many calories I was consuming, proudly turning down dessert, remembering to take only one plate of food at dinner even though I was extra hungry.

And that still wasn’t enough.

Revelation time: it was NEVER going to BE ENOUGH. No matter what I did.

Fast forward to now: I gained back that 20lbs. Probably more; I can’t be bothered to weigh myself. Doctor says I’m healthy, and even if I wasn’t, it still gives you no room to judge who I am. You don’t know me. You know what you see. You see fat and unhealthy. You also assume I’m blind and can’t see that I’m fat. You are incorrect. I have a mirror, thanks. I love looking at myself and seeing all of my fabulosity.

I wear what I want. Sometimes it’s what society thinks I should wear as a fat woman: something loose and comfy. Sometimes it’s a crop top and skirt–questionable to some. Most humans take fashion risks too.

I eat what I enjoy. It’s mostly healthy, but sometimes it isn’t. Like most humans.

I live my life. I always have that paranoia that folks are judging me negatively when they see me, even if they’re just thinking I have awesome hair or something. ย Yet and still, I can’t live according to what other people want. This is MY life, and I do what I please.

“Why are today’s young women so unashamed of being fat?”

This young woman is unashamed of being fat because self loathing never made me skinny. Shame never made me skinny. Hating my fat didn’t make it disappear. It’s here, and whether folks like it or not, it has made me into the strong person I am. I have found courage that I never thought I’d have in life. Self esteem where there wasn’t any.

Call me fat. It won’t make me skinny.

I’ll just smile and say thank you. It’s an adjective. Not an insult.

Have a wonderful day, and thanks for reading,

Char, the Evolving FATshionista


Thank You


Here in the US, it’s Memorial Day (Hi to all my international readers!), a day of reflection for those who perished fighting battles for our country. I just want to extend a thank you to the Armed Forces for their service, and to wish peace and healing for those who lost loved ones.

For everyone going out to celebrate: have fun and be safe!

Regular posts resume tomorrow.