An Open Letter to Kim Kardashian's Armpit Fat

Dear Kim Kardashian's Armpit Fat,

I found out about you today while getting a mani/pedi in the shade of mint in the Marina when I happened upon the InTouch Magazine headline:

“Kim sobs: ‘Even my armpits are fat’”

Now, I personally find KK’s body among the sexiest of the highly visible celeb selection on offer in the tabloids. Though Kim is not what my friends (or I) would call fat, I think she has showcased the desirability and beauty of fuller hips, bigger breasts (and butts) and darker features. Kim’s body offers a(n at least partial) rebuttal to the imagery of the blonde-haired, blue-eyed “All-American” beauty. And I really like that about KK.

But back to you.

I have to say that even though I relate to Kim’s arm fat woes, you are not sob-worthy. Arm fat – of the armpit and beyond variety – has long been a source of complicated feelings for me and can be the “final frontier” for some of even the most ardent body positive folks. As the love of my round belly and my thigh jiggle grows, I find that my arms remain a difficult zone to profess my love to. The right to bare arms is not something that I take advantage of very often.

To you, Kim Kardashian’s armpit fat, I say: you're hot dammit! I'm not afraid to defend your hotness. You and my armpit fat need to set up a play date. And because I love you so much I must love my own. So here it is. This armpit fat pic is dedicated to you.

xo,
Virgie

my armpit fat <3s Kim's armpit fat