BBW Dating & Curvy Meet: Bustr

I have never been one for dating apps. I err on the side of caution in everything that I do, and honestly that age old dream of meeting someone in a movie-worthy way while I’m at the grocery store has always been a desire of mine. It’s almost 2024 though, and I was sick of waiting for fate to decide when I would meet someone, so I took my dating destiny into my own hands and that’s when I found Bustr. I don’t have a lot of experience with online dating, but Bustr was so user-friendly and it felt effortless every time I logged on to use it. Whether online or in person, my safety and comfortability when navigating the world of dating is my number one priority. While Bustr is completely free to use, the VIP membership was a must for me and man was it worth it! The ability to see verification badges for profiles immediately put my mind at ease. I also loved the open access to viewing messages and building more connections without message limits. I have yet to find my “person” but I have definitely found my community. Don’t let the name fool you either - although Bustr was created as a network for dating BBW and BHM, it’s the perfect dating platform for anyone and everyone, as well as the perfect place to network yourself and find people that admire you for YOU. Bustr is a 10/10 in my book, and my only complaint is that I didn’t join sooner.

I thought I'd share with you the story of how I met my wife here. I've been married for two months, and even our baby is due in February next year. It was last September, and a friend of mine recommended this app to me. "Oh, it's just a regular dating app, it wouldn't hurt to try it," was my thought. God knows how wrong I was!! A few weeks later, I met my wife, who lives in the city next door to me, Covina. She was a somewhat eccentric woman, lovely, confident, but honestly not my idea of a perfect wife. But as our contact increased, I liked her more and more. And so it came to November. I was coming back from a business trip to Los Angeles, and I was passing Covina, so I asked if I could meet her. And so, with little preparation, we completed our first meeting, in a seedy cafe. But this meeting means a lot, for both of us. After more than a month of non-stop messaging, I decided to take our relationship to the next level. Christmas is here as promised. I invited her to come with me to my hometown, East Hampton. When our family reunion was over, I took out my ring and roses, got down on one knee, and asked her to marry me. To the shouts of "Marry him, marry him," she said yes. God, I was the happiest I've ever been in my life, and I think she was, too. Now we are thinking of buying a new house. The birth of the baby will make the present house seem even more crowded. Thank you Bustr, for letting me have a beautiful life.

I, Cloris, a slightly bloated girl going through tough times, have never realized so clearly the difference confidence has made for me. Is fat scary for girls? Maybe. But what's worse than being fat is the loss of confidence. If there's anything I have to be thankful for, Bustr will undoubtedly be the first thing that pops into my head. This unassuming app holds a lot of power. There was a time when I stayed away from such apps because I couldn't seem to find any solace even from people I didn't know. Fat girl, was the most polite thing they could call me. What were they doing to humiliate a stranger like that? I couldn't understand. I didn't try any apps after that until Bustr came along. "Wow, people are so nice here too", was my exclamation after using it for a day. There's something wonderful about being here, the same feeling as being at home, so I think it's a big family, one that accommodates all the out-of-shape girls, and the guys who don't mind their shapes. I'm a happy girl now, even though I'm still slightly bloated. "Screw discrimination, I'm just the prettiest", I tell myself from time to time. I'm able to meet new people every day and that's enough to pass the day. Even though my Mr Right hasn't shown up yet, what does it matter? He's right there waiting for mine, waiting for the best me to show up, and then he'll grab my hand and never let go again for the rest of his life.