Love: for YOU and for HIM

To love and hold, in sickness and in health, for riches and for poorer till death do us part…I Do. The town has been painted red, literally. It’s the month of love. The month of roses, the blather of chocolates and candle lit diners. February, the fourteenth to be precise, is the day of finding sexy back. I’m on a mission. A mission to get my sexy back.

As a plus size lady, I feel most of what happens in the month of February should be plus size dominated. You ask why? Well, simple…it all starts with loving my tigress marks on both my cheeks that go all down to my thick thunder thighs. Loving this God given skin that holds a love so deep for it encloses my soul. Double emotional layers of negative words and a learning curve on how to love myself. It has been a journey. I have my share bit of lessons and on this day, heaven will come down. Swoon in love, I feel that Valentines is every plus size’ day to claim their self-love first before they even pour it to the world. It takes a strong woman to be a plus size; it takes all you got to stand for yourself unapologetically.

Mine, is more of personal romance. Starting from self and letting my positive affirmations run through to my partner to the world. Love as they say is a two way street. A give and take.  The spotlight evokes a sense of body confidence and self-love which comes from that one special masterpiece. That one piece that defines my curves, heck, and this piece revamps that Wonder Woman in me. This is the piece of love. This is my zone…I need to love me more. I need to love this body more.

Reinventing yourself as a lady and those spontaneous surprises rekindles the spark more often than not. Like test driving, men love a little mystery. A man is only good as his words. When a man talks be keen to listen and believe him. Men find love cliché unless they are so much into you. The way I see it, when it comes to matters of the heart, ladies take the lead. Painting love to them is through the showering of chocolates, flowers, stuffed animals or probably cards. Respecting a man’s personal space ‘to be a man’ with the guys is the best liberating thing you can give a man from time to time. As I write this, my Mufasa is out is some road test terrain race with his gang or probably enjoying quad bike rides in their favorite open grounds. Men will never cease to be men; they deserve their space as much as ladies need our girl time.

Love should be expressed every day and not only on the month of February. Every day is a damn battle with one thing or the other. If it is not the nice folds on my tummy side, it’s my chin or my big thighs. Shut the negative thoughts and speak positive affirmations to yourself. Tag your partner along when taking walks or heading to the gym. If anything, it is till death, we all need a person to lean on. Self-care is important as well as forgiveness and rekindling the spark often. Be as spontaneous as much as you can.

What are your Valentine plans?