Avoiding “Twiggy Syndrome”
This started off as a rant in my blog, but I think women really need to learn to love their bodies, and not get sucked in to the media’s never-ending efforts to turn every female into a walking toothpick. Read on, and maybe it will give you something to think about.
P.S.: This article has been edited to remove adult language, so if it sound a little silly in places, that’s why.
Someone needs to go back in time and make sure Twiggy is never born. I am sick and tired of seeing all these pencil-thin, no hips, no breasts, no backside chicks parading around the streets and bars like they’re hot stuff. It’s nauseating. What’s worse is the idiots out there that go out of their way to make women who have an actual figure feel bad. I had some jerk on Yahoo message me with the following:
“you need to lose weight”
What??? I weigh 117 pounds for goodness sake. How thin am I supposed to get?? Heck, in most of the pics I have in my profile, I WAS thinner. I was a sickly 96 pounds in one of them. And this jerk thinks I need to lose weight? Forget you. I’m 36-26-38, (at 5′ 1″) and happy. You don’t like it? Then go [perform self pleasure] to some mag full of walking coat-rack looking bimbos with fake breasts and leave me alone.
Whatever happened to the days of Marilyn Monroe and Bettie Page, when women had curves and men drooled over them? Girls and women all over the world are becoming anorexic, bulimic, and have lower than dirt self-esteem because of what magazines and TV say is beautiful. I’m sorry, Shalom Harlowe and Callista Flockhart are not sexy. They’re swizzle sticks with eyes. If you can’t fill out a B cup without surgery, EAT SOMETHING!! If your hips are so narrow that your pelvic bones are what hold your pants up, EAT SOMETHING! Yup, I said it, the evil “E” word. EAT. Food is good. And no-fat, no-sodium, low-carb crackers and water do NOT count as food.
Now there’s a line between having curves and getting fat. Don’t go there. Eat healthy, stay active, but get some bloody meat on your bones! Forget what the fashion mags and TV shows say is sexy. You need to be able to look in the mirror and be happy with what you see, and not look at yourself through the eyes of the media. Does your guy (or girl) think you’re sexy? If he does, great! If he doesn’t, ditch his sorry butt and find someone who will love you, cushy backside and all. You don’t need “perfect” breasts, “perfect” abs, and a soaking-wet weight of 90 to be hot. Sexy is a state of mind, not a dress size. You can be a knockout in a size 5 or a size 16.
Now, you’re probably thinking, “there’s nothing I can do about the way the world thinks.” Sure there is. Stop buying fashion mags. Ignore idiots who tell you you’re not beautiful because your hips are wider than your waist. Help other weight-obsessed people you know realize that they can be happy without being a stick. Show your man (woman) how good those curves feel as opposed to skin and bones.
Thin may be “in”, but it’s not healthy, it’s not sexy and it’s not cool. Eat a hamburger. Be happy with that size 10 dress. Be proud of every inch and every curve you’ve got. Forget what the world thinks.