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No matter what, please know that I'm rooting for you. You've got this.

Exciting News

I have some big, huge, ginormous news for you today. Maybe the biggest news I’ve ever told you.

The Dessert Club is getting a new home!!!!

This is my I'm-so-excited-I-can't-even-open-my-eyes face.

This is my I'm-so-excited-I-can't-even-open-my-eyes face.

The details:

1. The Dessert Club’s home is now . Next week, you’ll start getting Sunday inspirational emails from (Not signed up for inspirational emails? Go here and scroll down to hop on that bandwagon)


2. Join a Dessert Club no matter where you live. I’ve been honored to hear from so many of you around the world—from Tennessee to Europe, the Middle East, Asia, and Australia— about joining. I’m adding a bunch more time slots, so now, whether you’re in California or the UK or Australia, I hope you’ll find a time that works for you. 

Click here to check out Dessert Clubs for the beginning of 2017.


3. Want to be social? Come say hi on Facebook or Instagram.
I’d love to see you there, and I’ll be sharing daily inspiration, advice, and encouragement (plus some funny stuff + food porn).


Wondering where this all came from? This shift is something I’ve been dreaming of for a long, long time.

You know that moment, late at night or early in the morning or randomly during your day, when you suddenly PANIC and think oh my god my body is terrible I definitely need to lose weight?

Sometimes eating too much or trying on too-tight jeans precedes that moment. But sometimes it comes upon us out of the blue.

Most of us go on a diet after those moments. We re-join Weight Watchers (for the 5th time) or we buy that Whole30 book, or we frantically research the nearest personal trainer or gym or PureBarre class or whatever.

Here’s my dream. What if, instead, when you are feeling sad and lost and frustrated with yourself, your body, and your eating…you join a Dessert Club?


I spent so much of my life so unhappy with my eating and my body, and you can bet that I had that sudden body-and-food “panic” more times than I can count.

In working with women in the Dessert Club, I’ve seen the radical change that can happen when women gather and support each other while going deep and building new skills that we didn’t even know we needed.

Frankly, I’ve been amazed by the impact of the Dessert Club. (More stories from past participants here). Here's what happens:

Women stop dieting.
Stop counting calories.
Keep food they love in the house without over-doing it.
Choose a healthy lunch “just because they feel like it.” (Seriously!)
Realize that they have all kinds of feelings and sensations and thoughts and wants and needs that they never noticed before.

I realized that the Dessert Club needs to be a movement. It’s bigger than me. I want to reach every person around the world who is suffering. I want “The Dessert Club” to be whispered from friend-to-friend as a Hey, you wanna know why I feel so much happier now?

Giving the Dessert Club its own home on the web is my first step in that direction. Next week I’ll let you in on my exciting plans for where the Dessert Club is headed, in the short-term and the long term.


No matter what, please know that I’m sending you strength + support for the week ahead. You’ve got this.


p.s. Shall I sum things up? is the Dessert Club’s new home – go there to see the newest Dessert Clubs for 2017! Or, say hi on Instagram or Facebook :)

Sunday PSA

Just wanted to send you a Sunday PSA: You’re not going to do this perfectly.

 You’re not going to do this eating thing perfectly. Or this life thing.



So cut yourself some slack, okay? Maybe just enjoy the messy ride.

p.s. Big news coming about the Dessert Club + the future of my business NEXT WEEK…stay tuned!

The "Skinny Button."

A lot of women believe that being thinner will radically improve their lives.

They will feel happier, more confident, more comfortable flirting and dating and kicking ass at work and getting things done and asking for a raise.
Their parents and friends and boyfriends and girlfriends will like them better.  
Their enemies will be more jealous.
Plus, they’ll feel more attractive and wear prettier clothes.

It’s worthwhile questioning whether all of these associations with thinness are actually true, but for many people, at least some of them are. Part of this is due to how society treats people of different weights (aka “thin privilege”), but also to how we view ourselves at different body sizes.

But here’s the thing, even if it is true that pressing the “skinny button” will improve your life, is it the only button that you know how to press?

When you feel uncomfortable at a party,
or annoyed with your work,
or frustrated with your dating life,
or nervous about going on a vacation,

do you think to yourself, “man, if only I was thinner!”

Do you have that same jones-ing for thinness whenever you feel nervous or anxious or annoyed or like you wish your life was different?

Do you, in other words, wish you could be thinner whenever you face many problems in your life?

Here’s the thing. Maybe being thinner will make your life better. I have some objections to that idea, but maybe. Sure.

But here’s what I know for sure, without a doubt: there are many, many, many ways to make your life better.

And if you are only pressing the “skinny button” whenever you are faced with any problem or frustrated dream or ambition in life, you are missing out on a heckuva lot of other buttons.

So I’m not saying that the skinny button isn’t useful. But so are the 102,654 other buttons that you can press; by changing how you interpret the world, how you communicate, how you relate to others, how you understand yourself, what clothes you wear, how you move your body, and much, much more.

If you are only pressing the “skinny button,” your tunnel vision causing you to miss out. 


So what’s a girl to do? What do we do when we realize that we've spent our entire lives making "thinness" the antidote to every moment of awkwardness or self-doubt or fear?

It might be time to learn to press some other buttons, my dear friend.


Then I’d love to hear from you: when do you tend to “press the skinny button?” What other buttons could you press in those moments?



p.s. If this article left you feeling like "wait, how do I even FIND those other buttons?" -- don't worry. It takes a wide range of skills to find and master all of those buttons, and some assistance can be useful, for everyone (me included!). If you’d like some help with that process, feel free to reach out.

Oh, please.

Oh please, girl.

Please stop pretending like you are a virtuous automaton.

Like your purpose in life is to accomplish to-do lists and eat reasonable portions of “healthy” foods and be nice to everyone.
Like you don’t have swirling dark messy juiciness inside of you.

Is that what you want? To spend the next twenty years doing to-do list after to-do list and eating pre-portioned meal after pre-portioned meal?

To feel like you are doing things as you absolutely “should”?

And yes, I know that there is a part of you that does want that. After all, you are so good! So nice! You do such good work and you care about everyone! And doing things precisely “right” is so satisfying and means that you never get in trouble.

I know that because I’ve been there.

But in the bigger sense: what is your life about?

Is it, just maybe, about feeling like the most vibrant, alive, genuine version of yourself?
Is it, just maybe, about being a bit more mushy?
Is it, just maybe, about being a bit more explosive?

Is it, just maybe, about being a bit more you?


And will you find more "you-ness" in losing 3.5 pounds and fitting perfectly into those jeans?
Or is it somewhere else?
Somewhere more mysterious?
Somewhere more messy and chaotic and exciting and creative and alive?


Losing weight and being yourself aren’t mutually exclusive. But sometimes in the obsession with weight loss, we lose touch with our messy, wild, weird, mushy, mysterious selves. We smooth out all of our spikes and push down all of the voices and whispers and cries and deepest yearnings from inside.

And I don’t want that for any of us.