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How “Titanic” Taught Me to Love my Body and my Resting Bitch Face

  “Titanic” was the first “grown-up” film I was allowed to watch. I expect I was roughly eight years old, and I was taken straight off the Disney Princess films and Roald Dahl adaptations and plunged (sorry) straight into the choppy waters of an adult, Hollywood blockbuster–telling the true story of a tragic accident in…… Continue reading How “Titanic” Taught Me to Love my Body and my Resting Bitch Face