Category Archives: Womanhood

No balls, just well hung eggs!

I was just sitting here thinking about what I could write about today. There was a few things that piqued my interest but none more so than Giuliana Rancic’s brand new battle in overcoming her recent diagnosis of breast cancer (blessings to you girl, my heart goes out to you and odds are you WILL beat this).

But I wanted to write about it for different reasons, not for the reasons you might think. As a strong advocate for cancer research, progressive treatments and finding a cure, and having walked the Great Wall of China with Olivia Newton John to raise enough money to build a cancer wellness center I wish with all my heart and more that Giuliani has a speedy and successful recovery followed by a rich, fruitful and very long life. You will be a breast cancer survivor Giuliana. KNOW IT!

 

That aside, I noticed that Perez Hilton wrote that Christina Applegate had reached out to her offering her support at what would no doubt be a terrifying time and I remembered seeing it on twitter yesterday. The second I heard it on the news at breakfast yesterday, I also sent Giuliani a Tweet of support and no I don’t know her but it doesn’t stop me from sending a message of hope to someone who has bravely already shared so much of her own personal journey for the greater good of others.…

We WILL remember them!

“It’s not how they look today but how they are remembered tomorrow.”

That’s the phrase coined to entice parents to pay the extra fees to have their insecure and allegedly imperfect Tweens photo shopped with options for blemish removal, facial thinning, soft focus or total retouch options. Yes, it’s school photo day and I am livid. Not because my twelve year old son chose this day to wear his much loved very faded clean but still looks dirty Tickle Me Elmo sweatshirt that he loves as much as a four year old loves their blanky but because of the dangerous messaging going on every which way we turn and I am thankful I have a boy blessed with good skin and no regard for whether or not he looks as he should now nor a care in the world for how he will be remembered “tomorrow”.

God help the world if I had given birth to a girl. But as one myself, and knowing the incredibly moving letters I get on a daily basis from other girls all over the world, real women, who fight to feel good about themselves because everywhere they turn they are faced with messages that unless they are perfect then they are not good enough I have to fly the flag because thankfully people ARE reading, retweeting, sharing and spreading the message that we are damaging our children NOW and they ARE the people who will be running this world TOMORROW so if WE screw it up THEY and their children will pay the price.…

Truly Beautiful?

EVERY BODY IS BEAUTIFUL!

 

No matter how you dress it up (or down) hatred of any kind is WRONG. Call it what you want: hate, discrimination, racism, sizeism, sexism, bullying, bigotry, mysogony, advertising (lol), it has many different names and faces but boils down to the same thing: humans of all different kinds deserve an equal amount of love, respect and dignity. It seems the debate that I got into in this blog a few weeks ago just seems to be getting hotter and hotter which I fervently hope means that people are listening and a revolution is at last upon us!

Nancy Upton is the latest card carrying member of this not so secret society of women refusing to stitch their mouths shut – literally and metaphorically! Posing whilst attempting to swallow a whole chicken in a spoof entry for American Apparel’s “Find us a not so fat chick and call her a plus size model competition” she immediately became my soul sister/instant hero. Wendy Williams coined the phrase “friend in my head” and seeing Nancy on the Today show, having a laugh whilst sending a very strong message to the rest of the world I immediately wanted to hunt her down, hug her and go eat a pizza with her that we probably won’t share (we’ll have one of each thanks) nor will we disappear into the bathroom seven times during the course of just one meal (a common occurrence in the city of size zeroes).…

The Femmys!

Wow, what a day! I’ve been on the phone with some radio interviews re posing nude for the NO H8 campaign Click Here to see New Idea magazine online and boy, have I ruffled some feathers (again!). There seems to be a debate about whether fat bashing is allowed because you can “do something about it” versus discriminating against someone else for something they may not be able to control. But therein lies the quandry of, if we can and therefore actually “do something about it”, in whose image do we strive to be like? Creating a race of replicas certainly didn’t work for Hitler or the millions of people he shamefully murdered so why would it work now?

Every body is beautiful and every body is different. Why do we all have to look alike? The health issue of obesity aside, what is the right or perfect body to strive for? At what point do we look in the mirror and give ourselves the freedom to be happy or have the right to enjoy our lives freely?

And more importantly, it’s not about being fat or about being skinny, it’s about loving yourself regardless and I will say it again and again until someone else burns their bra and stands beside me in this fight for the right to be treated equally, with respect and dignity, this is NOT about being happy to be FAT, this is about loving and respecting yourself regardless!…

So what if I don’t have skinny designer genes!

 

Confession: I am a bit tubwah at the moment. Yep, in Alex Perry’s militant one size fits all Nazi-esque Fat-wah perfectionist theory, I would currently be labelled a size 4,000 given that I was a size ten when he called me “a size 400 in model terms”. Every day I wake up and fight that very first thought that comes crashing through my brain after bouncing off my currently voluminous thighs: “I hate myself.” Or it could be, “I am a failure, I’m not good enough, I’ll never get work again, I’ll never have a boyfriend, I’m disgusting, I’m not worthy……….” BLAH BLAH BLAH.

Sadly, having been the ambassador for the Eating Disorders Foundation for five years, having run my online support network Healthy Body Club for nearly nine years and having lived with self esteem issues and an eating disorder my whole life I know a thing or two about the issue of size-ism and the prevalence of open, subversive and sometimes even subliminal fat bashing going on and being discussed of late.

I’ve been thinner and I’ve been fatter but it is the constant jibes from media figures like him that reinforce these beliefs that if you carry even an ounce of fat on your body you are not good enough.…