The Health Mission

Weighing myself is never a good idea, as I'm never satisfied with the number that I'm shown. After recently weighing myself, I realised that I'd put on nearly half a stone over the last 2 months, eugh. Truth is, I had actually noticed that I'd put on a bit of weight, but was relatively happy for once with my body... my boobs had even gotten bigger (win!) but it wasn't until I weighed myself that I started to feel crappy about myself again. After having a bit of a sulk about it (there was a lot of huffing and puffing whilst prodding and pinching belly fat), I came to the conclusion that weight is just a number and as long as I was happy with myself then what did it matter? But it did bring to my attention just how poorly I was eating; I was always going to put on weight if I was eating 4 pizzas in a week (I don't regret that one bit though btw...). This summer has been full on nights out and late night takeaways, snacks and lounging around in front of the tv and let's be honest, it's just not healthy and probably the cause of my weight gain. Eating crappy food hasn't only affected my weight though; my skin has become oiler and spottier and I feel tired and lazy all the time, with no motivation.

A health kick was in order!

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'Real Women'

The media has piped up once again since the rise of the #fatkini selfie and in some cases has dubbed the ladies posting the selfies as ‘real women’ and I have a bit of an issue with it (now, hear me out before you go off on one…). The fab women posting their #fatkini pictures are inspiring and I admire each of them for their self-confidence and let’s be honest, they all look great! Obviously my issue is not with them, but instead with the media and the term ‘real women’. This phrase depicts the ‘perfect’ woman as someone who is curvy and voluptuous.  As someone who has quite and athletic/ boyish (I don’t particularly like that term either for describing body figures) I can’t help but wonder if this means that I’m not a real woman? Does my lack of hips mean lack of femininity? Of course it probably seems that I’m over reacting, but I think the associations with the phrase should be changed! Because, of course, EVERY woman is a REAL WOMAN – tall, short, skinny, fat, athletic, curvy, hourglass figures, pear shaped, apple shaped, carrot shaped, WHATEVER!

 The media is so confusing with its portrayal of beauty. You aren’t beautiful if you’re not a 6ft tall, size 6 perfectly proportioned model, but you aren’t ‘real’ if you don’t have curves and a cracking rack – confusing much?! I could go on forever with my issue with the media and how shitty it can make us feel, with the number one culprits being crappy celebrity gossip magazines (“How dare ~insert celeb name~ allow herself to be papped wearing no make-up! Oh, the shame!” – YAWN!!)… I’ll save that rant for another rainy day…

Basically, I wish I had the body confidence of any woman who posts a bikini selfie. They all look fab, and anyone who says otherwise or criticises them need a quiet word with themselves. Keep up with your #fatkini and #bikini pictures ladies, and ignore stupid media and any tag they want to put on you.

What are your opinions? Am I overreacting? Should the media's or even society’s narrow minded views on beauty be tackled?