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Photo reblogged from Beating Heart Baby
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Photo reblogged from Fancy as Fuck
This is really powerful.
Oh my god, this is such a perfect way to make a statement.
YES!!! I hate “beauty” magazines with a passion.
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Photo reblogged from new wave feminism
A lot of things bother me about this. Lets begin, shall we?
- Does anyone else get a weird, supernatural vibe from how these women are being represented?
- These women, especially Kim Kardashian, are ALWAYS on some magazine talking about how they dieted and lost weight. ALWAYS. & Kim Kardashian, at the same time, has ALWAYS been seen as someone who’s body is perfect. What does thus teach you? No matter what, or how “beautiful” people tell you you are, you could always stand to lose more weight. Like, why are we encouraging a life built around dieting and losing weight.
- If someone wants to be healthy and what-not, i’m all for it, shit i went to Yoga last night. But i’m not going to carry around a calorie counter and spend hours reading about new diet tips, because life is more than just policing your outer image. That’s not happiness. There’s no medical necessity for us to be thin, yet it’s something that everyone aspires to and associates with success and all these great things. “Diet Winners”? SERIOUSLY? ugh…
- Lastly, these images look photoshopped anyway. Talk about unrealistic standard of beauty. What are we doing guys?!
- If you actually read the articles, all these secret tips are just like “eat less, work out more.” Why are we acting like this is fucking news? Thats what everyone does when they wish to lose weight, but making all these magazine covers just promotes the idea that “if you don’t look like these women in 3 days you’re doing it wrong.” Media: can you just back the fuck up with the pressure already?
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Three years ago, mere months before I was graduating from high school, I found out I was pregnant. The immediate plans were to give the baby up for adoption but when my parents realized the serendipity of the fact that I was looking for adoptive parents and they (my mom and step dad) had been thinking about adopting a baby for years. So, post birth, my parents adopted the baby boy who is now my brother. Its alot more complicated than that, but the important part is that during my pregnancy I ballooned up from 115lbs to nearly 150 (I’m 5’2”) and in the last weeks before birth I developed a rash on my tummy from an allergic reaction to some medication which led to some really extreme stretch marks on my tummy, hips and legs. After birth, and after I lost most of the weight, I found my grandpa-tummy (as my sister called it) to be really loose, wrinkly and flabby. I felt like an old woman. My skin turned really soft, I noticed dimples and marks on my body that made me extremely self conscious. I even had people ask me what happened to me because the red, inflamed stretch marks looked like scars from a vicious attack.
I hated my body. I refused to wear bikinis, I threw away my mini skirts. I wore baggy tops and dresses that didnt show how my stomach folded over on the sides because of the stretch marks. I hated being naked.
About a year ago, however, I realized that no matter how much I dieted, how much I worked out or how much I tried to hide my body, I wouldn’t be able to get rid of my stretch marks. I knew that if I continued hating my body for something that I couldn’t change, I would just put myself into a downward spiral.
So I started looking at my body in a different way. I stopped caring what everybody thought about MY body. I bought a bikini, I walked around the beach in it, in broad daylight. I got naked with my boyfriend with the lights on. I realized that nobody really cared what my tummy looked like. The people who like me like me for ME, not my skin or my stretch marks. They are battle wounds, passport stamps from an eventful life. My tummy is beautiful. It is a map of choices, events and trials.
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Photo reblogged from new wave feminism
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
first of all, why are we still thinking about bikinis in the winter.
second, fuck them, that chick with the tats looks badass
third, never in my life have i seen anyone describe Julia Roberts as “lumpy & frumpy.” never.
fourth, they actually used the phrase “double wide” to decsribe snooky. 1.THATS RUDE - SHE’S A HUMAN. 2. SHE BATTLED WITH EATING DISORDERS.
why would you want to be that guy? why would you want to publish a magazine cover that someone is going to pick up and see something horrible written about their body? why would you WANT to be responsible for making someone feel ashamed of their weight. someone please help me understand.
