i hate it when my attention is drawn to how terrible all the foods i love are for my body. i'm no dummy. i always know that when i am eating potato chips and tostitos salsa con queso, i am not really receiving any nutritional benefits, but when dr. oz is on oprah listing the five ingredients to avoid and the majority of them make up, like, everything that tastes good to me, it is really annoying. I JUST WANT TO LIVE, okay? with my refined sugars and high fructose corn syrup. maybe some day i will be able to afford to be one of those pretentious whole foods nazis. but i just can't help that i love processed foods. just like amy winehouse can't really help it that she is addicted to crack.
despite my unapologetic love for these substances of questionable nutritional value, i fear that someday this will all catch up with me and i will not only be large and in charge, but plagued by various health issues. i do not, however, see myself setting aside the flamin' hot cheetos within the foreseeable future. i hate this condition where i can acknowledge that there is obviously a problem, but i don't care enough to do anything about it. it is such a naggy feeling. like i have to justify to myself why i am entitled to be eating things with enriched flour.
another annoyance in life is girls with low self-esteem. i can let it slide if you are 11-16, because you are probably kind of ugly at this point in time (well, i was.) and you are just constantly thinking stupid, selfish, unnecessarily dramatic things about every aspect of your life. so go ahead, hate the way you look. you will realize how dumb you were during this age eventually. as a general rule, however, i feel like it's sort of disrespectful to constantly nitpick your appearance when you are anatomically normal and your body performs all of its required functions with ease. because there are people who are less fortunate and have, like, five faces with no eyes or mermaid legs. those afflictions, my friends, are things you can legitimately feel bad about.
people (typically in the media) like to say that the media's portrayal of women has set unrealistic expectations for what is considered beautiful. i won't dispute this claim. but i don't really think this is the media's fault. they only show what people want to see, and people want to see attractive people with nice bodies. women who get down on themselves for not looking as good as a victoria's secret model when clothed only in underwear should consider the following:
1)those women have been genetically blessed to be more attractive than everybody else. that is why they are paid millions of dollars for hanging out in their bras.
2)they photoshop those pictures, anyway. and while i'm sure that giselle bundchen looks pretty good naked in real life, she probably looks even better after those photos are edited.
3)those girls probably never get to eat carbs and have to exercise all the time. that sounds like such a fucking drag. i would say that if you are eating pasta and are not on a grueling workout schedule, you don't really have a right to complain about not having the trimmest of physiques. am i rite?
so, sure, one could argue that the portrayal of women in various types of media is unrealistic in comparison to what women actually look like. but for women to feel bad about themselves because they don't look like these women is just stupid. take a look around, i'm sure there is someone fatter/uglier than you in the real world. and i'm sure that there will always be someone skinnier/prettier. but more importantly, perhaps we should just be comfortable with the face and shape that was provided to us and focus on being grateful for all the nice things our bodies do for us on a constant basis.
amen.
2 comments:
this is one of the best things i have ever read. i feel like you should send it to a teenagers magazine. haha. it is so true. thank you.
haha. thanks. i can only imagine this appearing in cosmogirl next to "53 ways to make your thighs look smaller!"
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