Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Size Shouldn't Matter

Dear Readers,

I’m guilty of something known in society as hypocrisy. We’re all familiar with it and it’s an awful, awful thing. I think that most people that are hypocritical don’t even know it. I fell into this trap and I’d like to make sure you people don’t either.

A blog that used to be here entitled “Size Does Matter”, which talked about a featurette in the February edition of Elle Magazine. In it, it discusses how women like Marilyn Monroe and Kate Moss have the same waist to hip ratio. It acknowledges that women who are a size 16 are still desirable among men (good) as long as they are proportionate (bad). At the time I read this little snippet, I only saw the good part of the article, so I hurriedly typed the thing onto my blog and wrote a few sentences praising buxom, hippy women.

Please note that after I posted it, I didn’t feel too great about it. I felt it was missing something and I verbally commented to people that I was probably going to go back and rewrite the thing.

However, today, I had a revelation. No one told me this directly, but I did have some indirect help from one of my good gal pals. I realized how fucking blind I had been this whole time.

The featurette was interesting and it was nice to see that if you happen to not be a thin waif like Kate Moss, you could still be seen as glamorous and beautiful. But, my hypocrisy lies in at least two places. First, what about the percentage that doesn’t fall within the ratio standard? What about all the women that eat healthy and exercise and just don’t fit the statistic? Why should a person’s genetics be their down fall? I thought to myself, wow, that’s just fucking horrible. It was easy for me to be hypocritical because I fell into the ratio. But, how would I have felt if, after doing their math equation, I wasn’t socially acceptable? I’d feel bad. And, I never wanted to make other women feel bad. My dream has actually been to empower them.

Second, I also inadvertently endorsed what other people thought, particularly men. Don’t get me wrong. I value what men have to say too, but if you think about it, why should a person fret all their life about what strangers who pee standing up think about their body? Isn’t it sad that a person can’t enjoy their life because of worries such as these? Here's a better ratio for you guys to be thinking about. We spend about 1/3 our life sleeping. We probably spend another 1/3 working and the last 1/3 is spend in worrying, self-loathing, and in despair. Well, that’s a pretty shitty life, isn’t it?

I don’t want to be the hypocrite anymore. I don’t want to go against what I believe in because what I believe in is that a woman, no matter what they look like, can do anything she puts her mind to. I don’t care if you’re underweight or overweight, big or small. I don’t care anymore. Why should I spend 1/3 of my life caring about keeping myself in the ratio or whether another woman is in the ratio? I’ve got a whole life to enjoy.

xoxo,
Kitxana

1 Comments:

Blogger Snag said...

Again, a great post.
However, as we had discussed, I like to point out a coule fo things.
First, you shouldn't be too hard on yourself about your intitial post. We're often all guilty of not projecting out our thinking far enough to really get to what we mean. Those that know you or have been following this blog understood what you were driving at.
Also, I'm really impressed (again as we had discussed) that you demonstrated the ability to "fine tune" your thoughts and discussing the amendment process rather than doing a 180 without discussing the mechanizations of thought development. All too often (as you brought up) eople alter their positions without really thinking about why. Again this goes to our reliance on Dogma, Opinion, or as you call it "Blind Faith."
Finally, I think you're right on the money. We are somewhat genetically predisposed to be attracted to certain physical attributes, however, the majority of our favor is conditioned by media. Regardless...and you know I've said this time and time again, your internal reality...your level of self-confidence...literally comes through and resents itself physically. A woman of average beauty and a sexy heart is infinitely more attractive than a plasticised automaton with a vacant mind/spirit.

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