Commentary: Dear Victoria, I have a secret — my queer, fat sexuality is not for sale
by KT Hawbaker, Chicago Tribune
Dec 05, 2018
3 minutes
I was 15 going on size 16.
While my friends were all about sexy, little things, the only stuff that fit me at Victoria's Secret was the appletini body spray. The following summer, when I existed on an 800-calorie-a-day diet and dropped 35 pounds in a single month, it was the store's summer catalog I kept next to my bed. I would flip through it, circling the bikinis I would buy as I pounded Diet Mountain Dew.
I, too, was going to be a Sexy. Little. Thing.
I reeked of virgin
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