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What The Frock?! : 16/05/11 (And What Is ''Fat'' To You? When Does A Person Become ''Fat''?) ♥
May 16, 2011
May 16, 2011
Loaded topic alert!
Can I let you in on a teeny-weeny not-so-secret?
My name's not Norman.
PLEASE! As if that’s it. (You didn’t really think that was it, did you?!)
No, it's that size-wise, I'm not miniscule. I wear an Australian clothing size 14, and have done since I was approximately 17 years old.
Can I tell you the part that might come as a surprise, though?
Most of the time, I don’t think I’m a complete dugong. I know! Fancy that! I mean sure, I may occasionally grumble at my thighs, I l-o-a-t-h-e my teeth (but still beam like an imbecile with my mouth wide open all the time anyway!) and I could absolutely be a size smaller, but honestly? As clichéd` as it sounds, I’m pretty darn happy that I have two arms, two legs and functioning organs. I’m not perfect, but when compared with the alternative (uh, not having anything AT ALL!), b-o-y am I perfectly content with what I’ve got.
So why do so many people assume that if you’re above a certain size or weight, you’re desperate to change that? Or, worse still, that it’s acceptable to tell you that you’re ‘’fat’’?!
Today a woman described her size 10-12 (US size 6-8) daughter to me as ‘’chunky’’. Having seen her, I practically choked on my own breaths and spluttered ‘’what? She’s gorgeous!’’ ‘’Yeah,’’ Princess Jasmine* agreed. ‘’But she’s deeefinitely solid. I hope she loses weight, she'd look so much better.'' (Seriously, what the heck is the alternative to ‘solid’, anyway?!)
YESTERDAY someone commented to me, after noticing two gentleman peering our way, ‘’oh, those guys over there are talking about you. It's probably because you're a big girl, you know?'' Completely taken by surprise (jaw, meet floor!), I smiled, laughed nervously and uttered ‘’yeah!’’, but if I could whiz back in time, I'd surely hiss ‘’uh, no! No, I DON’T know, and I’m a size 14, not a flipping obese rhinocerous!’’
Size is a difficult subject to discuss, but honestly, I'm INTRIGUED. What is ''fat'' to you, and when does a person become ''fat''? To me, a person’s weight is completely their own business, and as long as they feel healthy and happy within themselves, then for the love of social decency, what does it all matter?! (And seriously, if someone's not healthy and happy within themselves, does anyone truly believe that having unsolicited feedback launched at them about their body shape is going to make them feel any better?! Come ON!)
♥
Not everyone is itching to amend their appearance (nor should they have to!). Let's remember that, and focus on celebrating ALL frames, forms and figures, rather than one perception of ''beauty''.
xoxo
*False names have been used. (And given a Disney twist.)