Fat Acceptance Movement / Fat Girlcows

One of my favorite cows is ”put a bubble in your mouth” mean girl Lexi Nimmo, so I checked in on her. She has a new YouTube channel, FatActresss, which is aptly named. Back in July, in an effort to show off her awesome acting chops, she uploaded a couple of short videos and a few portrayals of very interesting characters such as:

Fat Barbie:
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Fat Barbie in a Bikini:
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And then she digs real real deep to reveal: Fat Girl Eating Pastries

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And Who can forget the classic, Tourist Girl in A Hat:

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Most of it is boring as shit, but this is fucking unhinged and it needs to be on the Farms:



She’s a nutcase and her weird little tooth freaks me out.
 
"It feels so good to dream about the possibilities...moving forward, our dreams are only going to get bigger!"

Dreaming is good. Dreaming is fine. But if you want to get anywhere with those dreams, you need to come back down to earth from building castles in the air, and start asking some hard questions about how—or even if—those castles can exist as anything but cloud-stuff.

They've got people's money now, even if it's far short of what they hoped for. It's time to stop mooing about dreams, and start telling their audience—donors and bystanders alike—where that money is getting spent, and how it's helping them make progress. Continuing to blue-sky people, especially after a disappointing fundraising campaign, isn't going to make anyone think, "Hey, I should have donated; maybe next time."

(I know this project is never going to happen, but there's no reason we can't use it as a cautionary tale, for educational purposes, as well as the simple enjoyment of mocking the delusional.)
 
"It feels so good to dream about the possibilities...moving forward, our dreams are only going to get bigger!"
Not only her dreams are going to get bigger but her waistline as well.

(I know this project is never going to happen, but there's no reason we can't use it as a cautionary tale, for educational purposes, as well as the simple enjoyment of mocking the delusional.)
Why else would we be here if it wasn't to point and laugh?
 
I can't stop thinking about whatever is in the glass on the nightstand, because it sure ain't water. None of these bitches ever drink plain water, but I don't understand how anyone could stand the feeling of their mouths after drinking a sweetened beverage without brushing before bed.

Don't they ever feel parched? Sure, juice and soda taste good, but when you're really thirsty, drinking something sweet just makes your mouth feel stickier.
 
I found the tag that led to these videos from another thread, so please enjoy a charcuterie from #fatvanity that have nothing to do with vanity.





I can't stop thinking about whatever is in the glass on the nightstand, because it sure ain't water. None of these bitches ever drink plain water, but I don't understand how anyone could stand the feeling of their mouths after drinking a sweetened beverage without brushing before bed.
Blue gatorade maybe? I don't know where they pick it up, but a know a lot of people in her age group for some reason strongly associate taking medications with gatorade.
 
“Proud” fatties are the most fragile people on earth
Don’t weigh me unless it’s medically necessary,
As opposed to what? The collective perverse pleasure of the entire hospital staff? Because this highly educated, specially trained, incredibly busy professional has nothing better to do than “promote weight stigma”? Everyone is always out to get you!

Most health conditions can be addressed without knowing my weight.
Sure, your weight is irrelevant when it comes to the actual addressing of the ovarian and uterine cancers you are eagerly and actively cultivating with that lump of higher medical costs you call a tummy, but treating it will require dosing - which requires knowing a patient’s weight. You know, the care part of medical care - the one thing they’re always mooing about being denied? I guess the totes medically accurate Instagram posts left that part out.

Glad the cards are free, but it’d be much cheaper and faster to just write “I believe everything I read on the internet that benefits me and my victim complex” on an index card and staple it to their fucking foreheads. Let those fat shaming monsters know just what their dealing with without ever wasting the calories to open your mouth and expel words!
 
Why do I get the feeling that the last chick's chronic illness is something that can be alleviated with proper nutrition and excercise?
She already answered your question:

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More from her.
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This is an ad:

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This is a different kind of ad:

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She got the POTS:

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