Girl Up

Summer is not just the season for rising temperatures, family vacations and mosquitoes at 3 a.m. Summer can serve as an unwelcome catalyst for body image insecurities and anxiety.

Worrying about our bodies is a trap. It’s a big, ugly trick that keeps girls quiet and under-confident. It is used to keep them occupied and small and it stops them from being and doing whatever they want to do. (Unless what they want to be and do is hungry and laughing alone with a salad.) It has been used against women for centuries and we are only just now wising up to it. But wising up to it doesn’t always make it any easier to tackle.

Just think of what you could do instead of worrying about the size of your thighs! You could try hiking, memorize a tube map or maybe join the international anti-bullfighting movement.

At the end of the day, all those toxic thoughts are useless. Self-sabotaging is holding you us back. Really. Think about it. You could probably walk around with COCK written on your forehead in marker pen and only about 50 per cent of people would even notice. (Don’t try this.) That’s because people are much less observant about other people’s looks than they are about their own.We are not particularly aware of small changes in other people’s bodies, we tend just to worry about our own.

Also:

The way you feel is not linked to the shape of your body.


This is huge. This is important.

Behind all this obsession about women’s bodies is the basic idea that losing weight and getting thinner will make us happier.
This is a massive lie.
Our worth is not measured by a gap between our thighs. We are friends, daughters, sisters, lovers, listeners, talkers, thinkers, and a thousand other things that are not measured in centimeters. What we look like is not who we are. You aren’t your body.

So fuck it. Here’s a quote from Diana Vreeland that will save you years of heartache, beautiful girl: “You don’t have to be pretty. You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’”. Now eat that God damn pizza.

Bon Appétit

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