Samstag, 1. März 2014

Unbekannte Schönheiten


fuckyeahchubbygirls: 21, loving my body is what i do (:
queenfattyoftherollpalace: brooklynboobala: I’ve never felt my body shape was inherently feminine. For my entire life, I’ve had the same silhouette - just in various weights and widths. I’m a square, something not on the Pear/Apple/Hourglass desirability shape list and no bust/waist/hips ratio to speak of. But the more I analyze these constructs and my own conditioning and how it instructs my self image, the more I realize that it’s bullshit. It’s all bullshit. Of course, I then recall all the times men have said “that’s no woman” or “damn you’re a big bitch” or “she could take me in a fight” - as if my entire existence hinges upon my body type being both acceptable and diminutive and feminine… So, yea, it can be very hard to take up so much space. And then to struggle to accept yourself and look in the mirror and say “OK, this is me, I am starting to like me.” But then you see yourself from another angle and realize you’ve yet to come to terms with yourself from THAT angle.  For me, it’s the me one would see from behind. This wide expanse of flesh that out-measures the majority of the population - aside from football players. I took many pictures like this and cried a lot and deleted all but one. This one made the cut. It doesn’t show the things I dislike, but it alludes to them. I can see this and see myself and be ok. I don’t feel raw, I just feel like *shrug* that’s me. Normalization of body types, and the endless variety therein, is essential. There are a few things about my body that I will forever struggle with, but my shape? My entire shape? Why is this even a thing? So, here’s to all the body types out there that just don’t squeeze into the Pear/Apple/Hourglass standard. Because for real, square is just as lovely. <3 <3








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