Your stomach's feats should be celebrated, not shamed. And therefore, the stomach should be displayed with, yes, I'll say it, pride. Your umbilical cord connected you, your tummy, and your mother. Without that belly, you wouldn't be here.
At home, there were no diets, no workout tapes. I did not think much about food, that is to say it was pleasant, it was purposeful and essential. But conversations were never about it. And why would they be, when there were so many books and people and places to talk about?
Girls should be confident in themselves, upload pictures of themselves without any edits or modifications feeling comfortable doing so, and not compare their bodies to others. Love your body for what it is, because I bet it's pretty awesome.
I live at the intersection of sexism and fatphobia. This is my daily reality, so in all honesty, I expected the backlash I received. It's what keeps many fat women quiet. But I'm here to give all of us a voice. I will not be silenced.
The problem with the body positivity movement is not Jennifer Lawrence. It is in fact very impressive to me that a "conventionally beautiful woman" cares about the effect that an unhealthy appearance could have on her young audience.
Because fat girls aren't supposed to take pleasure in our bodies or even consider showing other people what they look like, there is a lot of sh*t that can hit the fan. Mostly caused by other people not knowing how to handle someone as sexy as me owning it.
As parents, we lie all the time. About the Easter Bunny or Santa or the Tooth Fairy, about how long 10 minutes is, about whether or not we remembered they wanted to have grilled cheese for dinner again... We lie a lot. But one thing I never lie about is sex.
They would not WORK if they were wrinkle-free. There would be very little bending possible in a knee covered in tight, taut skin. And unless you have a very specific set of genetics and proportions, there will be a saggy little bit of bonus leg perched atop your kneecap.
I love that Louis CK script because he has opened up a space for dialogue about the real problem. It's not that some women are fat, it's that fat women carry a stigmatized identity, and association will stigmatize the fat woman's partner too.
"Not to be all 'vulnerable'," we'd say with air quotes and then relay some vague truth about our lives or feelings. It was a tactic to avoid the messy emotions roiling beneath our skin, mostly asking, "Am I enough?"
To deviate from the standard of beauty that is celebrated by the media is not rebellion, it is nature -- but to accept and embrace our own natural individuality has been deemed nothing less than a thought crime