Chubby Pigeon: April 2011

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My sister Amy: Classy and Fabulous

I have been working, hard I may add, and just sort of tumbling down with the stream of life. No real complaints and happy to write that. This weekend however something happened that is worthy of a post, my sister Amy had her bachelorette party!!!!! IN VEGAS!!!!!! So honored to have been a part of this party!

Now I will be the first to tell you that the sex in the city bitches and the house wives of beverly hills or whatever you call it annoy the shit out of me, well actually I have never seen the shows just the thought of watching them annoys me and I sort of place all female gatherings under the same feeling. Shopping sprees, spas, pedicures, manicures, make-overs, and martini's never really were my cup of tea (I am a more a whiskey sort of girl). So when I asked if could plan the bachelorette party I was nervous but love my sister so much I wanted to show her the best time of her life. I think it couldn't have turned out better and I actually had more fun planning it- ok not really but it was fuckin fun to plan and organize this adventure! And it was an adventure.

Highlights: Chippendales, Cabana with our 6 foot dildo, Limo, Dancing our asses off, Long and crazy walk of shame down the strip, games, prizes, and loads of champagne!

I am so happy that I come from a stable, loving, emotionally supportive, close maybe even incestuous family. My younger sister moved back down here awhile ago and after losing her to San Francisco many many years ago I am happy to have her back - yes world I am still working holding out and waiting for my brother to come back too! My sisters and I all have our lives, busy and time consuming though they are and I cherish the time we get to spend together.

On June 4th I will also gain another brother and I am so happy about this. I feel my family couldn't be better and I thank my parents for having us, working hard to give us such a wonderful childhood captured colorfully on video cassette, and for the memories we continue to build. I LOVE THIS FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Why Chubby Pigeon

Laying the Egg that Became Chubby Pigeon:

When I was in 6th grade there was a boy in my glass named Darren Musto. I have a very poor memory yet somehow I will forever remember this kids name. Like most girls, I met puberty much sooner then the boys in my class and for me this meant being about 2 feet taller then most of them. I also developed hips, tits, and ass much younger as I was blessed to have the family chubby gene. This kid Darren would stand behind me in the hallway as we pilled into class and mutter the word ‘AMAZON’ in my ear. At the time I had no idea what it meant but it didn’t sound pleasing. I wanted so badly to be shorter that I would often stand hunched over with both kneecaps bent in a vain attempt to appear shorter. When I look back on my adolescent pictures now I simply look like I had some type of physical defect. Ah those were the awkward days of puberty. Fuck em.

As I grew older I discovered the origin of this word. Amazon: a notably tall, physically strong or strong willed woman. I am 5’11. Yes I am tall and yes I am chubby. It didn’t take long for me to appreciate what this meant. In our society tits come in very handy. As John Waters once wrote –the first thing a woman learns is that tits are a weapon, if you’ve got em stick em out.’

I then began to notice that much of my teenage years were spent in pursuit of getting other girls into bed that had these assets. I appreciated all body types, yet there was something more enticing to me about girls with a little extra junk in their trunk. I also have a phobia of bones, which may contribute to picking those partners I intended on fucking to have extra padding. To me nothing is sexier then a voluptuous girl confident in her body type and willing to show it off without the fear of being judged, ridiculed, or harassed.

About three years ago my depression soared and I began to doubt everything beautiful about my body. I found my weight to be my enemy, my tits and ass too big, my age too old, and in general I was just fat. I found myself hating skinny girls because it appeared to be what everyone found attractive. The fact is I can never be skinny, small, or younger. I am not a girl who giggles or asks questions I know the answers to to make other people feel smart, yet I found myself contemplating these horrific acts.

I started therapy, worked on and continue working through these challenges and now think fuck it. I am not an advocate of American plastic surgery and view the act as another component to the hyper capitalism fear of death oppression and expectations women in this society fall victim to. So, I squatted and out came the egg that cracked open into chubby pigeon. I want to have a forum to display what I think beauty is. I wanted to have a place where I can share my political ideologies, videos, sexual explorations, pigeon adventures, and display my fetish for beautiful chubby women wearing ornate hats.

I want to read your comments, hear your opinions, and listen to your stories. As women in this society we are exploited, pitted against each other, oppressed, and are given a list of unattainable expectations by men who hold over us an ideal that I would never want to fuck, the same men who find self-confidence to be sexy but do so little to build it. So here it is, Chubby Pigeon, welcome to my nest.

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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My sister Amy: Classy and Fabulous

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