Showing posts with label skinny jeans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skinny jeans. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The skinny on skinny jeans

Hi friends! Here I am, here I am! So here's the post I intended to write this am before I had my seriously scary meltdown that caused Liza to suggest yet again that it might be a good idea for me to start popping happy pills on the regular. Thanks so much for your kind words--I'm feeling much better now. Then again, who wouldn't after ten vodka-tonics and three pints of ice cream? Kidding! Please tell me you didn't believe that. (And I am pleased to report I did not succumb to any emotional eating impulses. Score!) An.Y.way.

I came across a blog post (via Jezebel) that this Natalie chick wrote about how one of her photos was submitted to a Facebook group called: "There's a weight limit on leggings and skinny jeans." Now that is some serious hating, y'all. And you thought my Mariah Carey dissing was bad? Geeze. This is just off the charts nasty. Oh and I'm sure everyone who is a fan of that page is a hard-bodied runway model. Right.

I love her unapologetic 'tude and the way she takes pride in her appearance. I mean, everyone has the right to feel good about themselves and strut with a little pep in their step, right?
And if you read her post, you will see how she handled the situation with grace, which I know couldn't have been easy to do. I like this girl.

One thing she mentioned that I'm still a bit undecided about is "fat acceptance." Part of me truly does sympathize with overweight people. I've been on a food rollercoaster all my life, and while I am a size six, I often feel trapped and hopeless when it comes to eating right and developing consistent, healthy habits. Plus, I know that everyone has a different story. You can't assume overweight people sit on their couches all day long eating Cheetos Puffs. (Although, Wow, that sounds like fun!) A lot of things in life are circumstantial.

But then the other part of me has a hard time with the whole "fat acceptance" thing. I'm not a discriminating person, but I also really value health. (For the record, I know it's possible for an overweight person to have a healthy BMI.) It's like, where do you draw the line? I just don't know.

It's your turn to weigh in: How do you feel about Natalie's story? And what are your thoughts on "fat acceptance?"