All the Right Curves in All the Wrong Places
A perfect woman’s body:
1) A silhouette perfectly resembling a hourglass
2) The exact proportions of a Coke bottle
3) Kim kardashian or one of the Williams sisters
Unfortunately for the majority of women we do not fit in options 1, 2 or 3. Therefore this means that for the other 97% of women we are either starving ourselves to look like these women or inadament objects. And the ever classic sayings of “no you’re not fat you just big boned”, and “you’re not fat you’re just curvy.” But personally I would say that it is better to accept your body and embrace it, instead of denying it and embracing the wrong size.
The body that men claimed that they want is a 36, 24, 36 but what they actually want is a 40, 18, and 45. Unrealistic views about women and what we are supposed to look like and then we embrace it by trying so hard and getting so stressed out trying to get our body’s to be the “perfect body.” Now as a young girl in high school and middle school, when kids started to decide who was attractive and who wasn’t. The pressure was on and the different social classes were clearly distinguished by the lunch tables. All the popular and pretty girls had long flowing hair that would blow in the wind and then gently sweep over one eye and caress their cheek. My hair was corn rolled so tightly to my head that not even a tornado would make my hair move. Their legs were long, smooth and looked like Jesus hand sculpted them himself. My legs were short and they had a 5:00 shadow by 7am, they were chunky as though they made with cottage cheese. The thunderous noise that they created when they would slap together when I walked was loud enough to put a sonic boom to shame. And they felt not as smooth as sand paper but yet not as rough as shards of glass. Those girls had abs of steel and biceps of rocks. As for me thankfully I looked my age because my belly would poke out and, people could have mistaken me for being 3 months pregnant. My desk partner would duck out of fear of being slapped and beaten by my saggy, flabby triceps. But on top of all of those undesirable things I also had the things that were desirable. I had a set of great hips, chest, and butt. But all of those things combined just turned me into a hot mess.
I was teased ruthlessly for my weight and lack of shape but I did have many friends, as time went on my peers noticed more than my appearance. And as the years passed and I finally grew into my own body, I started to accept how I looked. Instead of wearing clothing from the men’s department and then getting them in a size large enough to fit a queen size bed. I decided to start dressing gender appropriately and finding clothes that look good on my curvy body. Learning how to flaunt what I like about myself and hide what I don’t like. Like so many women in the world I let the models and the celebrities on TV get under my skin. I just don’t understand why we cannot love the way our bodies look because having the cookie cutter body isn’t beautiful. Its average, but if you want to be different, be remembered, and have head turning beauty you have to rock your own body because no-body has a body like yours.
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