The Contour Ball With Tutti Rouge

22 May

A few weeks back I played Cinderella for the night when I was invited to attend one of the most prestigious events in the lingerie industry’s calender – The Contour Ball. The invitation came from the wonderful Tutti Rouge and I was very excited to meet the team. And so, accompanied by Cheryl and Becky of ‘Invest In Your Chest’ we toddled off to The Savoy to attend the glamorous charity event.

The event itself was a delicious, wine infused affair that raised a great deal of money for it’s nominated charities. I was really grateful to have a chance to chat with Jessica and Mark of Tutti Rouge, and learn a little more about the company and it’s history. The whole of the Tutti team were really down to earth, and so passionate about what they do. I am excited for their future, as they have a winning formula of gorgeous designs, a willingness to listen and evolve for their fans and a real invested interest in their brand.

If you want to see what’s coming next for Tutti Rouge then click here for Cheryl’s post about their Autumn Winter lines – trust me, it’s the closest thing to ‘bra porn’ that you’ll ever see!

Tutti Rouge really are a brand to watch, and I can’t wait to see the rest of the collection start to hit the shops. The gorgeous Liliana is currently available from Bravissimo, and they will be stocking the forthcoming Tutti Rouge sets. There really is something for everyone in the collection!

Here are a few snaps from my night at the ball – thank you Tutti Rouge!

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My Day With My Boudoir By Pam

16 May

So, earrings I need to get some stud earrings for today! I quickly drive over to the big tesco, and grab myself a couple of stud earrings along with a new tunic and pair of casual shoes which i don’t really need! ( a couple of days later all the buttons will fall of that tunic and I will have to improvise how I wear mid- Beyonce concert!).

I sit down with a coffee in the cafe and contemplate how the day will go. A little over a month ago, I won a competition from Fuller figure Fuller Bust to have a make over boudoir shoot with My Boudoir. I don’t normally do competitions, but entered because I just loved what was being asked: write a love letter to yourself. I did and I was the lucky winner. Since then I was scouring Nicola’s website, internet and my brain was going into overload about my lucky prize.

Honestly, I was so excited, knowing what Georgina stands for and having seen Nicola’s and Sarah’s work, I knew I was in the hands of an arti-gicians. Half artists, half magicians! I knew I would be made to look fabulous, all I had to do was enjoy the day.

I turned up at Nicola’s with the biggest suitcase, full of sari’s, shoes, accessories, hair extensions and ideas of voluptuous nakedness!

I loved Nicola straight away, it’s like you’re immediately long lost friends and that’s saying something considering the first thing we did was lug my supersize suitcase, guitar and cupcakes up a rather steep hill, but the adrenaline was already pumping. Nicola welcomed me in at which point I met the other two most important people of the day, Sarah Elliott for MUAH and Normie for general cuteness and moral support!

Over a cup of coffee we just chatted, about me, the things I like, expectations of the day. I was asked at one point, what parts I liked least.. I said I had bra scars and rather dry elbows! For me, this was my chance to mark a milestone in my life, like my tattoos, everytime I view these pics they would take me back to this day, a couple of weeks before my wedding to the most awesome man, (sorry other men!) a time in my life when I am extremely happy being who I am, in a place surrounded by my friends and family who also accept me for me. This was my chance to have a true professionals do their thing and all I had to do was what they told me to.

I did specifically ask Nicola to get my love bumps into shot, for me, I love my body and its wibbly wobbliness, me love bumps have always been a part of me, have never hindered me and I did not want to hide them away.

As the day went on, and I went from one outfit to another to none, it literally got better and better, it was hard for me to pose as I had to have a neutral face but inside I was bursting with happiness and all I wanted to do was smile. My favourite shot of the day is one which actually I will not be sharing online, it’s my nuddy shot, it’s me with my curves, and lumps and bumps and it’s me.. i feel it captures my soul and everything about me and it’s mine. On a bad day I look at it and go “Woah” and even better so does my man! lol!

Thanks Nicola, Sarah and Georgina for making this happen. It’s extraordinary gift you’ve given to a fellow woman and I wish at some point if not every day of their lives, all women: skinny, fat, curvy, slender, round, pear, athletic whoever they are and wherever they be also feel this way, confident in themselves and empowering and supporting each other.

Mucho love, you sexy ladies xxx

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Pieces Of The Past

14 May

Recently I was contacted by a lovely lady called Paula Marsden. She is the owner of a vintage jewellery company called ‘Pieces Of The Past’ and she wanted to know if I fancied reviewing some of her gorgeous jewellery.

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“I used to dabble in making things for myself and the occasional gift for people, but as I was working as a business development manager for a major retailer since I left university, it was nothing more than a hobby. Then I got made redundant in February and I was heartbroken, and unsure of my next move. Cue a bit of travel and messing about before deciding to invest in lots of supplies, a website, some graphic designers and a PR firm to help launch things! That was only this April and already I’m taking custom orders, have grown a nice Internet following and I am thoroughly enjoying being so creative. There are a couple of big ideas in the pipeline that should be ready for release in June and I can’t wait to start working at vintage fairs, craft fairs and tattoo conventions in May.”

Paula’s business looked and sounded fabulous, and I couldn’t await for my surprise parcel of pieces to arrive…

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I was very excited to try my unique one off pieces on, and what better dress to pair them with than my purple Jessica from Pinup Girl Clothing.

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The lucite earrings were stunning. I loved the stars, the shape, and of course – the colour!

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The necklace was simple and elegant. I’m not a fan of chunky or long necklaces, as I don’t think they don’t look too good on a larger bust, and so this lovely rectangle rose number suited me rather well.

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Brooches are not something I wear that often, but I do find they are VERY useful for pinning boleros closed, and the vintage brooch made my outfit look very pulled together. The peach brooch looked fab on my bolero, and would look especially good with some matching hair flowers or other pieces of jewellery.

I’m really pleased with my jewellery from Pieces Of The Past, especially my earrings! Paula regularly updates her Facebook page with her new and upcoming pieces, and the array of gorgeous designs and colours brightens up my newsfeed!

If you do fancy purchasing some jewellery from Pieces Of The Past then use the code ‘FULLER’ and get 10% off – you won’t regret it!

Starting A Blog: What I’ve Learnt

8 May

When I started my blog almost two years ago, I had no idea what to expect. Cheryl from Invest In Your Chest gave me some helpful tips and encouragement, and her help and advice over the past few years has earned her the title of ‘Fairy blogmother’, and a place in my heart. But aside from that, I pretty much went it alone.

As I have said on here and in countless interviews, the reason for starting my blog was simple: I wanted to show women how clothing and underwear looked on a larger frame and bust, and give my opinion and views at the same time. No photoshopping, no professional hair and make up and photographer, just me, in my living room, running back and forth with my camera on timer! Over the past few years my blog has evolved somewhat, and as well as writing my reviews I also host guest posts from Mums, smaller busted women, corset experts and so much more. I write opinion pieces on things like the word ‘fat’, cup size and back size misconceptions, celebrity bra sizes and everything inbetween. But above all, I try to stay true to my blog – true to why I wrote it and who I write it for.
And so I thought I would write this post to share with you what I have learnt along the way. My blog is not perfect, my methods may not be recommended, but it’s worked for me, and I hope it can help work for those of you out there who are thinking of starting a blog. My advice comes from writing a fashion and lingerie blog, and so a lot of my commentary will be applicable to those areas of blogging.

When I first had the idea of starting my blog I was aware of only a few other blogs. Pocket Rocket Fashion, Sophia Jenner, Undercover Lingerista, Thin&Curvy, Diamonds’n’Pearls and Invest In Your Chest. I must say that Thin&Curvy’s blog was pretty much the inspiration for my own, as I knew then that my blog would consist of clothing and underwear reviews like hers, and a description of my figure would be the best way to let people know what the blog was about. My fuller figure and bust…wait, what a great name for a blog!
So far I’ve had no regrets with regards to my name. Yes it’s a bit of a mouthful to say, but I wouldn’t have named my blog anything else. My only issue is with those who come across my Facebook page of the same name and assume it’s a page dedicated to women with a larger body and bust, and they become quite irate when I post other things…

Before committing to a name for your blog, make sure you are happy with it. Make sure that it still looks good when it becomes one word, as that will be how your URL will make it look (Pen Island anyone?) and google it to check that you are not unwittingly copying anyone else. If you are stuck, why not just use your name, or an alliteration of your name? Do not make a hasty decision!

When I first started blogging I had no ‘About Me’ and no way for people to contact me. I just assumed that I would write my blog and that would be that. Cheryl forced me to get Twitter a few months after starting the blog, and she set up an email address for me at the same time. I started the Facebook page a few months later, and recently added a descriptive ‘About Me’, along with contact details. I know how important it is to have all of the above now, not least because my day job requires me to read many many blogs and contact the bloggers, whilst assessing their social media fan amounts. So make sure you do have an email address clearly displayed on your blog, and use and abuse social media to your advantage!

You will need to decide early on whether or not you want to be anonymous, or show your face or body in your blog. These days there are entire press events created for bloggers, specifically fashion bloggers, and being anonymous could mean missing out on that.
As for showing parts of your body that you are not happy with – think very very carefully. The internet never forgets ANYTHING, and so if you post one bra clad photo and change your mind a minute later, it will be too late! I don’t mean to scare you, I just want to make you aware of how things could affect your future.

My number one rule of blogging is – stay true to why you started. It can be easy to get swept up with offers of sponsored posts and random reviews, but your audience and reasons for writing should be at the forefront of your mind when you set about writing a new post. Your readers come to you because they know what they are getting – don’t make them go elsewhere.

You should also be honest. If you are reviewing freebies and you really don’t like them then say so. People may make purchases based on your recommendations, and if you aren’t being truthful about a product then it may ruin things for them. There are ways of saying that something isn’t to your taste without being rude or upsetting the brand, and everyone appreciates honesty.

Speaking of freebies – don’t expect it to happen over night, or maybe at all! I get tens of comments from women who see that I review gifted items and say ‘cor, I had better start a blog so I can get freebies!’ – that’s not quite how it works. Yes, some bloggers get sent items to reviews – companies aren’t stupid, and they know that a bloggers with x amount of readers being send a dress that costs them £20 to make may make them £200 back. However, it takes a while for those companies to notice and want to interact with bloggers, and that often doesn’t happen when bloggers go ahead and ask for products! So if you are writing a blog to get freebies, good luck! A lot of hard work and dedication has to go into making a blog work, and for that you really need a true passion. Stick at it, and it will pay off, but your reason for writing should not be because of ‘freebies’.

You should also bear in mind that bloggers who do get sent items often choose those items. And so they will often be positive about the item, as they will have picked it for a reason. I have been sent one item that I did not want or like in my whole history of blogging, and that was the dreaded Ahh Bra. And as you can see I was less than kind about it…

People blog about all sorts of things. Tents, restaurants, clothes, dogs… Personally I believe that reviews should mostly be picture rich to help break up the text, and as descriptive as possible. The photos do not have to be of you, but it’s nice to have a reference for your readers if the post allows for it. Reviews should be honest, engaging and true to the subject matter.

I always try to share my reviews on my various social forums – Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr etc. I try to make the companies mentioned in the review aware of it, and I sporadically share old review every so often so that new readers and followers can be informed of older posts. I use my posts to refer to things, to answer questions about how certain brands fit me, or how colours look on me. I always categorise my posts, so that people looking for bikini or shapewear reviews can do so easily.

My fellow bloggers are the reason for my success. Blogging is not a rivalry, it’s a sisterhood. I am always happy to retweet and share and mention posts that others have written, and the same is done for me. I want to provide my readers with a service, show them other options and other great resources. I learn a lot from reading other blogs, and I want to share those findings with others. I regularly share my thoughts and ideas and woes with some bloggers who have become close friends of mine, and I am so thrilled to be part of this community.

I personally receive a huge amount of emails and messages every week. They are from women asking for advice, help, a shoulder to cry on – and I always take the time to reply in the best way I can. I do the same with my Twitter and Facebook followers, and I do it because I want to help women feel beautiful or wear the correct size bra or find that perfect dress. Loyalty to my readers is what helps make my blog successful, and you should always look after those who look up to you and come to you for help.

I try to put out a new post weekly to keep my readers engaged. Some blogs update daily, some just a few times a month. There are no hard and fast rules when it comes to blogging frequency, and you should never feel forced to post. If you can’t complete a post – come back to it, do something else. This very post has taken me MONTHS to write! I felt like I had so much information to get down, and it seemed incredibly daunting. However, I wrote a few extra lines every week or so, and although it will never be perfect, it’s finally taken shape and hopefully gives budding bloggers some good advice!

I hope my post has made sense and you have enjoyed reading it! As I said, these are tips and tricks that I have picked up and made up along the way and used to make my blog successful.

A Story Of A Random Girl Who Could Be Anybody And May Help Somebody – A Guest Post

3 May

Hello George! I just wanted to tell you, first and foremost, you are such an inspirational writer, body positivity leader, and over all wonderful human being. I am a regular reader of yours, since I started regularly following you this last August. I have been on and up and down weight loss journey since I was ten years old, believe it or not. my parents instilled in me the only way I could attract a man was to “look good” since I have various medical issues that would otherwise turn one off to being with me. Which I, in turn, have discovered is complete bull. But I would very much like to share my story with you, if that’s alright?

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The above picture is one I took today, actually. April 23, 2013. I am twenty years old in this picture, this summer, July ninth, I will be twenty one. Today I woke up feeling awfully disgusted with myself. And these days happen every now and then. I recently started a healthy journey to getting fit. Before, it was eating disorders, crash diets, exercising till I passed out, and so on. I still wake up every now and then completely disgusted with myself. It happens to everyone, I have come to accept that now. It used to be a regular morning ritual of mine to stand naked in the mirror staring at every crevice every dimple, every inconspicuous flaw I had, and focusing on each individual one for about twenty minutes. With special attention directed towards my stomach (hence the photo I am sending along with this message). I have the worst insecurity over my stomach still. It drives me crazy, all the time. Always worrying if it shows through clothing, my little pooch at the bottom. If you can believe it, I used to be so derogatory towards myself, I’d call it my “little stomach fart” that shouldn’t be there. Along with that, I made the corresponding onomatopoeia. But i am not writing this email to glorify my body negativity, that slowly but surely is dwindling (and began once I found your blog). Rather, I am here to be somewhat of a saint of sorts, much like yourself, attempting at saving someone else from being a victim of severe negativity.

It all began when I was seven years old. I had a brain tumor. From being in the hospital, unable to move around, for a few weeks I gained a bit of weight. And it kind of cascaded from there. seeing as though I was seven years old, being cured of cancer, you’d think it was okay for a child to have gained a little weight, right? Nope. Not in my father’s eyes. Once I was better, fully recovered about a year later, he directly put me back into multiple sports at a time. He put me on a diet, 1300 calories a day. Ridiculous for a small child, you’d think? I didn’t know better. I was eight years old. I knew I hated the fact that my dad ut me on a diet so young though. By nine years old, I developed epilepsy from the leftover scar tissue mulling around in my brain from my surgery at seven years old. Not your typical grand mal epilepsy, but rather something called focal seizures. They knew what it was caused by, and it was from a focused area in my brain. After my first one had occurred, a neurologist prescribed me a medication called Tegrotol. My dad looked it up once we had gone home from the doctors. And oh, fantastic, Tegrotol also increases appetite and decreases metabolism. So he then had me on an even stricter diet and exercise plan. From nine years old till about thirteen years old, I was eating 1200 calories a day and rigorously exercising every day…

Pausing for a short interruption: I do not blame my father any longer nor do I hold resentment towards him any longer for the things he did. He was worried about my health and best interest, and as I grew older, I realized that.

At fourteen, I developed bulimia. My father would say at dinner, every night, “Should you really be eating that?” Or, “Please think about that extra helping.” So one night, I got the brilliant idea that maybe, if I excreted the food that was in me, that wouldn’t be extra caloric intake that day. And then that day turned into every day, at every dinner. And eventually, every dinner turned into every meal. Soon thereafter, my teacher had caught me at school with a toothbrush in my hand walking to the bathroom. And no, not to brush my teeth. I was forced to see a counselor at school. But my father was never notified. At fifteen, my father got severely ill, he was rushed to the hospital on one specific occasion from internal bleeding of his esophagus. I was torn up from that. So now, my disorder was turned into a stress reliever instead of my own personal weight loss plan. Throughout my high school, I experienced horrible things one after the other. And they all seemed to flood into my life at the same time. My disorder would be faint at what I classified a “good point” in which I would over dose on my prescriptions to take pain away. But then, it would flood back into my life like the gates to the Red Sea had just been clashed by Moses. I was bulimic for five consecutive years. At times, it would fade. But it would always come back with a vengeance whenever anything went horribly wrong. This last summer, at nineteen years old, my now ex-long-term-boyfriend found out I was doing it again. And it was more severe than ever. At first he accused me of “playing games”, just as my father used to do. But then one of my closest friends really reached out to him, and he realized it was not a joke. He threatened to have me hospitalized if I did not cease and desist all purging. So I did. Since then, there was only one time I purged. Shortly thereafter the threat of hospitalization. But the fact that I was diseased had finally hit me. And I slowly worked on my issues myself. I had been through three years of therapy before that, and not once did it completely stop my disorder. I needed to take this on full force, on my own. And I did.

Shortly after that, I found your blog and Facebook page, George. I have grown so much since then. I also have taken up meditation, interpersonal relational growth experiences, and a spirituality incomparable to any “faith” I have ever experienced. All have shown me that my body is just that, MINE. I need to take care of it. I need to take responsibility for it. I need to make it healthy. And even more so, I deserve to be healthy. Mindfully and physically.

I hope my story helps at least one reader, Georgina. Then I would feel fulfilled beyond words. All my life presence is meant for to help others who don’t quite have the tools to help themselves, just yet. After all, your story helped me.

Much life, love, and prosperity of wholeness.

Sarah W

A Dash Of Cream

30 Apr

One of the joys of being a blogger is that I get offered clothes to review from a variety of stores. I often play it safe and stick to items that tick the majority of my preference boxes – but when I was contacted by Desire recently I decided to try something a little out of my comfort zone. Something short, sleeveless, pale and lacey – this dress.

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An old friend of mine with a gorgeous busty apple shape used to wear dresses like this, and I was always so jealous of how she looked. I knew I would be unlikely to pull it off as well as she did, but I was determined to give it a try.

I opted for the dress in a size 20, as although it was listed as being made with “95% Polyester, 5% Elastane”, I worried that an 18 would not accomodate my bust.

The dress arrived just a few days later, and here is how it looked…

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Not too bad! It fit over my bust and has a nice amount of stretch too it. However, the waist was tragically big on me. I intended to show how the dress looked as it was, no ‘Georging’, but I wanted to show how I would take a style that I’ve never tried and make it work. And so I added…

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A belt from eBay.

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A bolero from Excite Clothing, and of course my Yours Clothing tights and heels from M&S.

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It’s really not a dress that I ever thought I would wear, but by adding the bold red touches, covering my arms and cinching my waist in with a belt I feel a lot happier and a lot more like me.
The dress is lovely and soft, a the lining helps prevent any static and makes it sit nicely.

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My Birthday is approaching – maybe this will be the perfect dress to have a little boogie in!

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It’s safe to say that I have been well and truly removed from my comfort zone with this Cream Floral Lace Overlay Skater Dress, but by adding a few of my finishing touches and favourite accessories, I’ve managed to make it work for me. Just don’t ask me to go out without the tights on!

Check out the recently added plus size line from Desire Clothing here.

Life As A Busty Teen – A Guest Post

29 Apr

I’m 17 and I’m a bra-a-holic.

The trouble is, I also happen to require a 28J bra – this does not help when I want to buy pretty, age-appropriate bras! The choice seems to be white over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders resembling a load of scaffolding, or super-sexy please-let-me-sleep-with-you contraptions. I would give pretty much anything to be able to walk into Topshop like my friends and buy a bra. But I can’t. When I go out to Oxford Street, my friends spend hours in ‘normal’ high street shops buying armfuls of cheap clothing and bras that somehow they know will fit, even without trying them on. Yes, I’ve measured them. They are genuinely a 32A and a 30C. I am not. So, because they’re lovely people, they agree to get dragged to Bravissimo/Pepperberry with me, in the hope that I might find a nice bra or even a top that goes over my chest (shock horror!) Shopping trips are sometimes a bit of a nightmare, because nothing will go over my boobs. I’m a size 8 on the bottom, but often have to go up to up to a 14 or even a 16 to get a top to go anywhere near fitting over the top of my J-for-Jinormous chest.

I remember buying my first bra with my mum, aged 11, in M&S. It was a super-girly, non-wired pink frilly crop top, and it was a 30A. I felt seriously grown-up. At 12, I was in 32A bras, from cool, teen-appropriate shops like Topshop and New Look, and at 13 I was still wearing the same size, and I wished my boobs would hurry up and grow! At 14, I despaired because I’d lost weight and gone back down to a 30A, leading me to stuff my bra with enough chicken fillets to open a branch of McDonalds. But at 15, I had a sudden growth spurt and discovered I needed a 30F bra. This was the point when I realised that my clothes were not going to fit nicely over my chest, and so I spent a year or so living in men’s t-shirts, with the occasional Pepperberry top when I could afford it.

I’m now in sixth form college, so I can wear stretchy t-shirts or Pepperberry tops, but in secondary school, the compulsory uniform involved wearing a white button-up shirt. Busty ladies will know that regulation white school shirts from John Lewis are not friends with large chests. So, instead of the £3 regulation shirts, I went to Pepperberry and bought some for £30 each. This was all very well, until my male head of year asked me, “Why are you not wearing the regulation school shirts? That one is not part of our school uniform!” The response “Sorry Sir, my boobs are too big” got me a detention, and he got months of dirty looks from me and my Pepperberry-clad chest.

By 16, I was wearing a 28G bra. Yes, I’d lost weight and gained  a cup size. Bummer. Men would come up to me in the street and ask if me boobs were real, and occasionally reach over for a quick grab-and-run. I also got a bit of stick at school, because according to a group of stroppy, unruly teenagers, having big boobs made me a ‘slut’. The fact that I was a virgin and had never had a boyfriend was apparently not relevant.

At 17, I’ve moved to another school to escape the bullying, and am buying 28J bras. My current favourites are the Bravissimo ‘Bettie Mae’ and the Curvy Kate ‘Showgirl’ range – although the designs are slightly moving into the you’re-way-to-young-to-pull-this-off category. Despite all the challenges they bring, I actually quite like my boobs. Coupled with a larger-than-life bum and a fairly little waist, I have quite a nice hourglass figure (albeit one with a few extra minutes). The one thing I’m really grateful for is that I have the necessary boob-knowledge to put me in the right size bra – I think my chest is quite thankful for that as well! The reason I know about bra sizing is partly down to my Mum, who introduced me to Bravissimo at the age of 15, and partly down to blogs like Fuller Figure Fuller Bust, who teach great bra fitting and body confidence. I’ve come to realise that just because my size isn’t stocked in Victoria’s Secret, Topshop, or Primark, I’m not a freak. Or a slut. I am a 17 year old girl, and I just happen to have size 28J boobs.

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