Am I in the position to tell people to stop their self-fat shame? To stop their need to restrict food choices and pressure themselves into a certain body standard?

This is something that’s been lingering in my head a lot. As someone who has recovered from my eating disorder, as someone who has restricted her eating, as someone who feared being labeled fat, i understand where these sentiments are coming from. But I wonder if I am in the position to talk back on... Continue Reading →

Debunking the Freshmen 15

For some reason or the other, I've been in a jumble of emotions. First, I'm heading into my last year of high school (insert screaming face emoji here) and that in itself is surreal. I tell my friends this all the time, but I still very much feel like I'm a freshman. Second, a lot... Continue Reading →

my favorite d.c. spots

Every time I come home back from school, I realize how lucky I am to live so close to D.C. While I technically don't live "in" D.C., I live on the most northern tip of Virginia (a literal 10 minute drive away from D.C.) that I consider it close enough. Anywho, one of the great... Continue Reading →

The struggle to practice what I preach

I wish I could walk the talk that I give on the blog. I wish I could fully embrace my physical flaws, I wish I could truly eat for nourishment and not vanity. But I don't. Since Avolicious's beginnings, I've written something along the lines of fitness, nutrition and anywhere in between. And I've tried... Continue Reading →

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