I think of my body as my vehicle for this lifetime -- a vehicle that can't be replaced or traded in like a used car. It needs to be nourished with whole, healthy foods and exercised daily. So, I don't just give thanks to my body with lip service, but with active service by taking care of it with good nutrition and movement every day
People look for the quick fix, to produce the weight loss for them. There isn't one. There is no timeline on a successful weight loss. Consider weight loss the byproduct of a lifestyle that includes eating food that nourishes you, and being active.
So next time you're standing in front of the mirror and start to go down that path of hating what you see, I want you to stop for a second and close your eyes. Take a few deep breaths and get back in touch with what's truly real in you.
I can think of no better way to celebrate Bruce Willis' 60th birthday than by thanking him for making the world better for bald men everywhere.
If not for the mirrors in my house, I would be very confused about what changed and why. Young women, you'll experience this too, some day. You'll catch your reflection and your breath at the same time and be abruptly reminded that your exterior no longer matches how you feel inside, and that it now undermines the power of your voice, the voice that took decades to build up.
My mother told me I was pretty all my life because she never would have thought otherwise. She didn't insist I was pretty because she was obsessed with looks. She insisted because I was her daughter.
I am apparently guilty of one of the last social offenses against humanity: I am aging while female. I plead guilty. I am 65 and a few months ago had that day that everyone eventually has -- the one when you look in the mirror and see a stranger, a stranger who looks much older than you feel.
It's not easy trying to set up a conference call with five supermodels. On any given day, one is working on her fashion label between castings, another modeling the latest collections in Grand Canaria or Paris and one may be at the Lower East Side Girls Club boosting the self-confidence of young women by promoting a healthy body image.
Women come in all kinds of beautiful shapes and sizes. Girls should never feel like their bodies aren't good enough. I was never going to fit the media's beauty standards or my family's, and I finally realized that's OK.
Let's begin to see these bodies for what they can do rather than what they can't, what they have given us rather than what they have withheld, what story they are capable of writing rather than how inadequate they seem.
There are a few ways of reframing the troll situation for your own sanity: 1. If you're pissing people off, good. You're making people talk. 2. For every troll there are at least 50 people who heard your message and were ready to hear it. 3. Haters gonna hate.
Age seemed different for our parents. They appeared older, sooner, settling into the middle of their story without worrying about what it looked like on Facebook. At least from the perspective of a 12-year-old, whose biggest concern at the time was the fate of Marty McFly.
Healthy Lily James may be, but that is not the message that girls are receiving -- not from the plain, old images they see and certainly not when they hear that an already thin woman needed to avoid food to fit into a costume.
While it's nationally recognized that we are in the midst of an "obesity epidemic," our response remains gravely inadequate. Imagine handling the ebol...
Big butts had a moment. Big boobs had a moment. Even big arms had a moment (or are having a moment). What about big thighs?! When are they going to have a moment? Let's start a motion!
What if we collectively, as women, stopped viewing the unrealistic images of women's bodies we see daily in the media as being normal and beautiful and started giving our bodies the love we so readily and unconditionally give everyone else in our lives?