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Monif C havana swimsuit in gold

Sami Drasin Photography

You would think that from being a plus size blogger, getting to know other plus size bloggers and designers, and making friends with wonderful fat femmes in the bopo movement, I wouldn’t continue to be so moved by seeing people be unapologetically fat in public as it starts to become a more normal thing.

NOPE. That shit is still magic. And it’s going to be magic for a long time because we still have so much work to do. Because every woman there had to work just a little harder to find a swim suit or bikini than their straight-size sisters. Because every woman there likely struggled with showing their bodies for YEARS and continues to have to be fearless in order to do so because you never know when a fat-shaming troll is going to crash the party. But luckily last weekend at the Golden Confidence pool party in LA, none did.

Priscilla Ono at the Golden Confidence Pool Party

Celebrity makeup artist Priscilla Ono

Sure, it was amazing to rub elbows with celebs like our host Essie Golden, Tess Holiday and her lovely partner Nick, and the flawless Priscilla Ono. And it was awesome to do so in a slammin gold swim suit. AND the feature in Cosmo was pretty great, too (OMG FUCKING COSMO). But honestly, the best part was witnessing the utter joy and liberation of blindingly fabulous women of many colors and shapes. To see the unrepresented represent. Because, honey, we brought it.

Golden Confidence pool party Los Angeles

I mean, LOOK AT THESE GODDESSES. They made me feel like Prince. It helps that I’m short and sparkly but still. To be surrounded by this kind of beauty and, yes, confidence, was the real gift. Only because we have all been told that we are not worthy of confidence at some point in our lives. Not. Today. Bitch.

BTW, I’m officially addicted to this suit. I got another one…

Monif C white havana swim suit

Monif C white havana swim suit

Monif C white havana swim suit

Monif C white havana swim suit

Monif C white havana swim suit

That makes three cut-out suits (or three opportunities for weird-ass tan lines). But this one takes the cake because I feel like Milla Jovovich in Fifth Element.

Monif C white havana swim suit

Multipass.

Outfit Deets:

Gold Havana swim suit | Monif C (sold out)

Gold jeweled head piece | La Ponce Boutique

White Havana swim suit | Monif C

Monif C Paloma Jumpsuit

I like to call this piece of clothing The Ghost. Why? Because it haunted me for weeks. The first time I saw this Monif C Paloma jumpsuit, I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It wasn’t that it was flat out fabulous. I actually intellectually knew it was pretty ugly because there was so much wrong with it. Fleece, camel, high neck, and a fucking sharkbite hem thrown in just for shits. But there was just something about it. Do you know what it’s like to cringe and drool at the same time? That’s exactly what happened.

I noodled on buying it for the longest time. I figured it was just styled well enough to sell me on it, but IRL it would be a fucking disaster. Then I finally saw a non-model in it, none other than Flight of the Fat Girl. And she fucking killed it. I had to go for it.

Monif C Paloma Jumpsuit

Guys, I was not confident coming into the office wearing this. I almost wanted to put a disarming spin on it by pairing it with a bear-ears headband and a painted-on nose so I could be a fabulous little cubby. But no, damn it! Challenge! Rage against the beauty standard machine. So glad I did. While I was a TAD hot in head-to-toe fleece, I still enjoyed myself in this look. In the future, I may just remove the pants and keep it as a top so stay tuned for a remix look on this one.