The truth is that I’ve been avoiding the scale. I know. How could I? But I knew it would flash numbers at me that I wouldn’t like. And when I went to the doctor’s office they weighed me in kilograms. I never ask what that translates into in pounds because I don’t want to know. … Continue reading 260 Degrees
I don’t necessarily like swimming. And it’s not just the swimming itself (although that is a small part of it), but more so the time spent in the locker room before and after. I haven’t always been a fan of locker rooms, which is a feeling that goes back to what most would call junior … Continue reading Locker Room Blues
Now, I’ve never been what you would call a physical person, even though I’ve always taken up a fair bit of real estate. When I was a kid I was a little butterball, heavy on the butter and rounder on the ball. It was a fact of life that I couldn’t be in a room … Continue reading I Am Not Just My Body
“I like ’em round and big, and when I’m throwing a gig I just can’t help myself. I’m actin’ like an animal, now here’s my scandal.” -Sir Mix-A-Lot
Fashion magazines show the “ideal” female as ridiculously skinny, and hordes of young girls growing up buy into this vision of what they need to look like. Look at the runway models and you’ll see what I’m talking about. Kate Moss was the epitome of this type of “beauty” in the ’90s, with her severe looks and her angular body. And don’t get me wrong, some women are born like that, concave instead of convex. There’s nothing wrong with looking that way when it’s natural, when you’re not starving yourself to make that a reality, robbing your body of much needed nutrients in order to look like that “ideal.” Let’s look deeper into why that image exists in the first place.
In the middle ages there was what I refer to as the Botticelli ideal, where images of women showed them to be voluptuous goddesses with curves to spare, and they looked natural, beautiful, content in themselves. That’s because while men may not have valued women for their brains in that time period, they did value a warm, full body to come to bed to every night. It was cold back then, and so many of the people lived without proper heat, so a full-sized woman helped out a lot. Seriously, though, both men and women realized then the ludicrous nature of the “starving woman.” If you were starving then you were probably homeless and didn’t have access to good food, and that wasn’t seen as desirable at all. So what changed?
- They never think they’re skinny enough
- Most aren’t born with the body type so they do what it takes to get there
- Those who are born with the body type are judged for it
- People tear down others instead of lifting them up
- While this “ideal” is still espoused by many women, more and more men want that Botticelli ideal Continue reading “Skinny Girls Can’t Win”
I am not always happy. I am not always self-assured. I am not always pleased. I am not always functioning as I should. I am not always okay, and that should be okay, right? Expectation is a very fickle thing. If people are used to you being sullen and out of sorts then it is … Continue reading Not Always Okay
“Damn the club tonight. Let’s twerk it out. Just me on you, from eleven til six in the morning. I know you like it when I do you like that, just twerk it out.” – Usher I think I twerked once. It was admittedly inadvertent, but I think it still counted. I also remember when … Continue reading Judging Miley