Future Pile Of Blubber

i want a belly so big it hides my pussy completely, and my feet, i want it to be so large and in the way that my hands naturally gravitate to it, i want my belly to have such a pronounced shelf that i can use it as a table when im gorging myself

i want a fucking huge ass like two big cushions, i want to second guess every single doorway i walk through, i want to permanently waddle because my thighs are so thick and my hips are so wide, i want to draw stares with the hypnotic way my ass cheeks sway with each step

The contrast:

-ancient roman posca: water, red or white wine vinegar, honey, salt, herbs (coriander, mint, thyme)

-switchel: water, ginger, vinegar, sweetener, lemon, salt

-ayran: yogurt, water, salt, mint

-sees the reports of the heatwave in Europe-

How will you feel once what used to be a full blown meal for you turns into simply just another snack while you decide on what your actual meal will be?

And that is just to name a few things, don’t even get me started on how horny you’ll be at all times.

Laura Aguilar is a Los Angeles-based photographer whose work mines the intersection between feminism, body image, queer politics, and latinx identity. Her earliest works depicted latina lesbians in intimate portraits, calling to mind the frankness of Catherine Opie, while her best known series features self-portraits of Aguilar posed nude in the California desert landscape. These photographs are instantly striking, finding in the artist’s body formal elements that echo the landscape itself, as in its doubling here with the giant rock that eludes the frame. Aguilar also forces our gaze onto a body that does not conform to stereotypical images of latinx or feminine identity—a body type that is not so much othered as invisible, despite its ubiquity. The artist originally began to produce these photos as a means of grappling with her own issues with weight and self-acceptance, but quickly came to see them as something more. They offer a profound, ambivalent vision of woman and nature. We see Aguilar dissolve into the landscape in search of anonymity, at the same time that she reclaims the pride and beauty in her body far removed from the society that rejects it.