I don't like fat people. Am I offending you? Should I use the proper medical terminology? Overweight, obese, morbidly obese. Who cares... can't stand any of them.
I'm sorry. Let me clarify. I don't like fat people who complain about being fat, and yet don't go to the gym or only eat carbs.
At Christmas Eve service, the kids choir got up to sing. The first thing I did was turn to my mom and say "Do you notice how fat this country is getting? If not, take a look at the youth." About 80% of these pre-teens were fat.
I'm mad at retailers who feed into the American public. Banana republic, express and virtually any name brand feels it is necessary to boost the American self-image by screwing around with sizes. I do not need a self-esteem boost. My ego is already out of control.
I need to love myself and take care of my health. I'm doing both with therapy, a healthy diet (ok maybe my diet isn't so healthy) and Boston Sports Club. The rest of the country should shut the F(at) up and do the same thing.
Thanks Express for my size ZERO editor pants. They look fabulous. I'm sure you know I'm really a size 4. Piss off Banana Republic for making my ass look flat in your size zero Martin fit pants with all the extra room in the bum area. I am not some virtual woman with a tiny waste and an apple bottom.
I am me and I am ok.
Tuesday, 26 December 2006
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