I am… a BIG GIRL. 

I've got the motion of the ocean in this body, don't you see? I started a commotion, and got you all looking at me. Every ripple, every dimple is just one special part of me. You see, it's simple: I am damn big.

And baby don't think I won't rock a pair of 4 inch heels, like it ain't nobody's business. I am six feet two, that's seventy four inches. Not afraid to hold my head up high, not gonna slouch when you walk by, I'm not sucking it in so that I can look thin. And that in the game of convincing you I am beautiful… I know that I can win.

I speak for all us big girls when I say we are thick and we love it. That we are sexier because of it. Once you try it you wont get ENOUGH of it. And about that stigma… baby, we rise above it.

Yes we are gorgeous and we're graceful. When God made us he wasn't wasteful. Gave us plenty, made us many, in sizes well above twenty… and made damn sure that we knew how to work it.

So this is my declaration, my proclamation, my resignation from the segregation that this nation has placed between the skinny broads and the big girls. I'm not gonna buy that worn out lie that five foot five, and one twenty five is just the right size for all you guys. I'm not gonna risk my life to realize my worth.

I've got natural beauty, and I've got pride. It's in the friction of my thighs. It's in the way I sway my hips, and in the way I lick my lips…. Right after I scarf down a half a pizza with absolutely no remorse.

And so this is for the big girls that were always called fat. The ones who struck out when they went up to bat. Cause you were lied to when they said that you were ugly. This is for the heavyset, overweight, paunchy, plump and chubby.

It's for the ones too tall for dating boys cause they said you looked like a man. Your big feet and big hands were just too much for them to understand. This one's for all you big girls who take a beating to the heart and go each day thinking that you're hideous from the start.

You're not less of a woman for being thick You're just twice the girl than that one hundred pound twig who looks in the mirror and says to herself, "Damn these jeans make my butt look big".

So when he says, "Girl I want some one like you… but just not quite you", and those words hurt deep inside you. Don't turn away and hide. Don't think about all those times you cried, when everyone's criticism broke your stride. Just look him in the eye and say, "That's alright baby. You gotta be this tall to ride".