I'm not asking you to eff your beauty standards, I'm asking you to eff your preconceived notions. Understand that not a day has gone by in the past eighteen years in which I haven't been cussed and tutted at and judged for looking the way I look, yet I still get up and go into the world and try to be the best version of myself.
Now don't get me wrong - I am 100% behind the message that Tess sends out. She is a massive presence online in making people reevaluate beauty standards and she's a gorgeous girl. There are however two things that bug me about this whole story.
On the 7th of January. That is this Wednesday, midway through the worst week of the year. Self styled, weight loss expert Steve Miller has proposed a 'Warn a Friend They're Fat Day'. 'Warn', seriously Steve? Do you know a single fat person who doesn't know they are fat?
Looking at this woman from any other perspective - from outside the strict, bizarre world of fashion - Myla Dalbesio isn't "plus-size". She is MODEL SIZE. Angular in places, soft in others, but with semi-protruding ribs and minimal body fat. She is stunning to look at, obviously. She's a beauty. But 'plus-size'? No.
Oftentimes, it can seem like the majority of the world is striving to achieve some kind of Western version of normality - and, more specifically, some kind of American version of normality. From fashion designers to film producers, it can start to feel like the entirety of the earth becomes permeated by America.
Even as a big-busted size 12 or 14 - shopping for elegant winter clothes can be near impossible, and I imagine it gets harder and harder as the size chart goes up. I'm a size 16 and I find most chunky knits make me look like a cotton wool ball with legs.
Instead of focussing on something that is never going to change why not realise that the majority of working models in the UK are healthy, happy people who probably work out less and eat worse than most of us.
I could see myself strutting around the house in nothing but the Undine knickers and sequined collar, paired with my glittery Steve Madden marble flats.
A woman stopped me at the bus station on my way in to work last week. She wanted to tell me that she often saw me passing by, always loved what I was wearing and was curious as to where I bought my clothes. She brightened up what had started out as another depressing Monday morning I can tell you.
There has been much talk in the past month about the plus size woman, how and where she should be spending her hard earned cash and which brands deserve it. Plus size blogger Chastity Garner of Garner style, this month called to arms fellow chubs to boycott American store Target on account of them revealing yet another designer collaboration with no plus sizes in sight.
Not all women size 16+ are unhealthy. Just as a starting point you might want to make a not of the fact that women are all shaped and sized differently which result in different dress sizes and in a high street that sizes everything on a whim what is a 16 anyway?
There is no shortage of lists online that can give you recommendations of blogs to read and bloggers to pay attention to. These lists always contain my favourite bloggers and it's great to see other people enjoying them too!
There are other beliefs out there too however and these are the ones that I want to discuss today; specifically in relation to fat women. The kind of beliefs I am talking about are the darker side of the fat hating culture; the kind that people, men in the most part but also women, do not admit exist. So what are they?
In a society transfixed on appearance and perceived beauty are we fighting a losing battle? Will there ever be a time when fat people can walk down the street without being verbally and physically abused. Will we stop being the butt of jokes on panel shows and sitcoms? And when will a fat woman take the romantic lead in a film without having to be funny or tragic?
The nations interest in all things vintage is on the up, the popularity of shows like Dawn O'Porter's This Old Thing prove our love does not seem to be waining. From shabby chic furniture, to 40s style tea parties and the ever popular burlesque movement, it would seem us brits are yearning to be taken back to a simpler time.
Nearly 7 years ago now, I had a gastric bypass. I weighed around 24 stone and was a size 32. I was aged 27 at the time and more than anything, I desperately wanted to be thin. I had suffered from eating disorders. I had been on an endless cycle of diets, gruelling exercise regimes and diet pills, but nothing had made the impact I wanted it to.