I made a cover for my upcoming book about my AN journey, but it's a temporary placeholder. 

There's a blog entry about the novel if anyone is reading this! 

 http://sumikosaulson.com/.../guest-blog-ghosts-in-bones.../

My memoir is finished!  

I just need to edit, get an author to write the foreword, and publish it!

A Year Without Buying Clothes

New blog!  

This will be good for me and my wallet. I only shop in my, "sick sizes."

Take the pledge!

Twelve Naked Moons: Embarking On a Year Without Buying Clothes

Modeling again

I took a brief hiatus... Had walked in a few runway shows for local designers and even staged a Black Milk fashion show at the Art House Gallery in Berkeley...but wasn't really into the idea of pursuing it the past few months. Then, a high-end store I love, hired me as a model. I'm partially weight restored, so I fit their sample sizes. One more reason to be stuck in my recovery. I can't say I'm not excited; the people are awesome, there's a dog named Isis, and I saw a sneak peek of the images. It might become a monthly gig, as the shop is changing their website and featuring live models instead of mannequins.
TBC

Perimenopause and euthanasia for those with mental illness: Why should we not benefit?

I wrote this on January 26, 2014 but it still stands. It was removed from a menopause forum.

TW Suicide

Sorry if this is a bit of a downer for some, but... I'm at perimenopause age and have active anorexia and bipolar. If MOST women gain weight and have mood swings, I want to do the humane thing for myself and seek euthanasia. I am not currently depressed or desperate, and have thought a long time about this. I am also not fatphobic, and AN is not about fat, itself. Can anybody relate, or has anyone seen even one thread that addresses a similar concern?

"Anorexxxy" sunglasses -- can you believe it?

We did this! The now-named, "Menopausal Hen Jenn," along with some other moms of ED's hostages, friends/allies, and ED's hostages, themselves (myself included) made change happen:
Thierry Lasry's "Anorexxxy" frames are now called, "Axxxexxxy!"
The sunglasses will from now on be stamped "AXXXEXXXY" instead of "ANOREXXXY."
I can't think of any activism I've been a part of - Lusty Lady included - that has yielded positive results so quickly...just 4 days!
Yes, the designer Thierry Lasry's apology was half-assed, but he bent under our pressure, responded, and suddenly everyone wins: Thierry gets more exposure and we get more platforms.
It was never about the glasses. It was - and is - about the travesty of trivializing this disease.

Time to start up again.

Guru G and I didn't go through with the counseling, and while I'm still grateful for so much, this will revert to a chronicle of Ana and f(r)iends.
I've been (hypo?)manic...the late night laughing and spewing of such brilliant ideas as wearing adult diapers so I don't have to get up multiple times to pee egging me on, dissuading sleep. Where are the gems of theoretical physics? Diapers? Really? 
The chaotic energy is keeping D up, so D can't spend the night any more. But I'm learning Russian, so there's that. I thought it would be a nice bday present for D in addition to the carved wolf head pendant.
Even with all that, anxiety keeps me up. Every day is different, so when it's not inspiration, it's intrusive thoughts holding my mind hostage until 8 am. Good thing I can usually set my own schedule. The lyrica I take on my tired days exacerbates the mood swings.