Don’t you love model thin figures and A-type bodies? Isn’t it disgusting how people are so flamboyant in flaunting flab and fat, like they’re proud to have have curves–to be women?
I just don’t think it’s natural for our bodies to store food and nutrients like that. The media is right to promote propaganda for diets and pills, exercise regimens and stick figures to aspire to. For medical offices to hound their patients with health seminars and fitness classes, weight loss management and body mass indexes, telling them to change who they are. YOU ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
Who was the idiot that called Marilyn Monroe a beauty, with her size-fourteen, hourglass figure? We’re a culture pinned by looks and eating habits, calorie counts and carbs, sugars, fats. We need to be kept in line, to be pushed into a skinny submission. I admire those girls who either starve to achieve perfection or eat precious resources then throw them back up before their bodies can intake the calories.
What male doesn’t find bones protruding from tightly bound skin sexy and appealing? Isn’t the saying ‘Less is more’? There’s a fascinating femme fatale in half-starved women.
Flabby and Fat, hideous with womanly curves? Or are you a figureless femme fatale, beautiful in your frailty?