I consider myself a tall, thick and curvy woman – I’m okay in the looks department. That’s my description on most of my profiles. I like to categorize what I am.
All my life I’ve been placing myself and other people into categories/groups. One day I’m quirky. One week I’m sexy. One month I’m super auntie. One year I’m travel savvy. I have themes for places that I’ll be visiting. For example, last year I went to the District Convention of Jehovah’s Witness with my mom. It was a three day event. My theme was “Safari Khakis”, which included a safari dress, skirt, cropped jacket and accent pieces like my zebra print necklace, V.S. stilettos, and big wooden bangles. It was sooo chic and stylish.
Placing people into distinctive groups fuels my imaginative side. I start out with a blank canvas, then I begin to sketch a draft, overtime I refine the original picture and then I finish it off with flamboyant colors.
My favorite groups involve women because even though the roles are occupied by a different person throughout various of time periods, they essentially remain the same. It started in middle school. I began to recognize that certain girls gravitated towards each other. I placed them into 3 main categories: a) Pretty Skinny Girls, b) Ugly Girls, c) Pretty Fat Girls. There are sub categories for each group, for instance an Ugly Girl can also be Short and Fat or Tall and Skinny.
Personally, I’ve been apart of 2 of the 3 groups before: the Ugly Girls and the Pretty Fat Girls. During middle schools I was apart of the Ugly Girls. Every person in that group wasn’t considered physically attractive. Teachers and students didn’t necessarily go out their way to make us feel comfortable. The first 2 years of high school I was undefined. I think because I attended 3 different high schools during that time. For the last 2 years of high school I attended CAHS, Columbus Alternative High School and I was apart of the Pretty Fat Girls. Most of these girl were very pretty and very fat. I didn’t consider myself fat but I did have things that the Skinny Pretty Girls didn’t : 38 DDs, small waist to big hips ratio, thick thighs, I could go on. In college I was also a Pretty Fat Girl. Now I would say I was fat at this point. I went from a size 9/10 to a size 18.
Now at the age of 24 I still consider myself a Pretty Fat Girl. I’m not a size 18 anymore, I’m a size 15/16- working on losing more weight.
I started this new job at Chase, about 2 weeks ago, and for about 25% of my day I’m in a training class that teaches new hires about being a “Chase Employee”. WoW! Its long and boring. However, once again I see the groups emerge from the ashes. It’s the same 3 main categories: a) Pretty Skinny Girls, b) Ugly Girls, c) Pretty Fat Girls. What’s different is that for the first time in my life, in the history of Angela, I find myself mingling with the Pretty Skinny Girls. WTF!! They’re completely different- they all have boyfriends, fantastic cars, cute phones, the bomb clothes, perfect hair. These bitches got it going on.
I think I need to loose more weight. LoL!
