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Commenting on that Skinny Gurl Blogger.

Posted in Entertainment, Food, Life, Politics, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on July 14, 2012 by urbannight

In response to the blogger who runs that Skinny Gurl website, who says she is 5 foot 7 and takes pride in staying 100 lbs, I have this to say:

Anyone who is 5 foot 7 inches and only 100 lbs needs to see a doctor. It is impossible to get proper nutrition that far underweight.

I’m only 4 foot 11 inches and 100 lbs is getting close to the BOTTOM of my weight range. I felt sick and unhealthy when I dropped to 96 lbs. I felt best, when younger, at 98 to 100. Now I would give my eye teeth to reach 120 again. But I would never want to be so thin that I looked like I was rescued from a nazi death camp

She also says that there is a double standard. She thinks no one things twice about telling super thin women they need to eat more but they don’t say anything about overweight women eating too much. Actually, they do, but usually in a passive aggressive manner. It’s more like they make a point to say snide, derogatory, and insulting comments near enough to the overweight person to make sure they hear it.

The difference is that the comments directed towards overweight people are meant to be hurtful and they don’t say it to a person directly. People saying anything to thin people are more likely to be a friend or someone you at least know and it is said directly to them out of care and concern.

Can’t she see that difference?

When she insults people who actually are healthy and not over or below their weight range with highly derogatory and insulting language is part of the problem of poor self-image among women and girls. It is not a solution to Skinny Gurl’s anger or irritation that people don’t want to accept her ultra skinny, internment camp look.

Terrible Tuesdays and Thoughts on Random Things as Triggered by On-Line Headlines.

Posted in Advertising, Entertainment, Food, Life, Politics, Work, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2012 by urbannight

Another struggle of a morning ensues on this dark and wet a.m.  On my drive home last night, after a delicious dinner at Petrow’s, I decide to get committed to losing 100 lbs.  I was up so late Sunday night that I thought going to bed early would be no problem.  Then I could get up a little early and work out. 

I had this great idea for a tattoo to represent the successful loss of that weight.  A pile of pumpkins.  One for each 10 lbs.  Only one pumpkin needs to be a jack’o’lantern and one needs to be a skull rather than a pumpkin.  And a little black cat if it could be tucked in someplace.  I was thinking one of my butt cheeks would be the ideal location for this.  I can’t draw at all so would need to find a designer to work something up for me.

I go to bed 9:30ish and have no luck.  I get up for a little while and then go to bed at what I consider my proper bed time.  Only I still can’t sleep.  I did two crosswords.  TWO!  Normally I do one or even half of one and I’m ready to fall asleep.  I then read for a while.  I finally turn out the light at midnight and fall asleep.  And then proceed to oversleep by 18 minutes.  No workout for me.  No proper shower to get the last little bit of blue out of my hair either.  Not enough time.  Sticking my head under the sink didn’t work out very well.

Breakfast ends up a cup of easy-mac, and original flavor Slim Jim, and a SoBe Lifewater, 0 calories.  Yumberry Pomegranate, antioxidants, Vitamins C & E, Ginger and Dandelion root extract, to be exact.  Things you didn’t need to know on a Tuesday morning.

Work proves to be something of a repeat of yesterday with more frustration.  So I read a little news and get even more upset about that shooting of a teen inFlorida.  Turned out the neighborhood watch guy wasn’t even a member of any registered neighborhood watch group.  So he is just some cop wannabe out patrolling the streets he lives on with a gun.  That is someone who is looking for an opportunity to take someone down.  He wanted to have an opportunity to use that gun in my book.  Pisses me off that he is was not arrested and he was just let go, feeling justified in his action. 

Of course, I feel a little worried about the fact I emailed that police department telling them that they should be ashamed of themselves.  I probably shouldn’t have.  But I wasn’t properly awake yet and it seemed like a good idea when the brain was only half functioning.

On the other hand, I feel good about a new Israeli law and wish more countries would do something like it.  In an attempt to combat eating disorders and enforce truth in advertising, they are 1. not allowing the use of underweight models in advertising and 2. ads must indicate if any airbrushing or altering was done to any photos to make the models look thinner or otherwise alter the appearance.  

I think this is a good thing.  I remember, back before my sister lost the baby weight from her second pregnancy, there was a program on models on the t.v.  My brother-in-law made a comment wishing my sister was as thin and healthy as the models.  The program then went on to describe all the health problems models for which models were at risk.  Because an overweight person can be healthy but underweight people can’t be healthy because there is no way for them to be getting the basic proper nutrition.  My brother-in-law took back what he said before the show.  My sister and I knew what it was about from the start.  Which is why we didn’t get on his case when he first made the comment.  He quickly realized his error without having to be corrected by any of us.

Of course, this is only for ads produced inIsrael and not for foreign ads.  I think they should hold foreign ads to the standard as well.  That way it would for a large numbers of manufactures of fashion advertising to modify what they do.  I hope other countries take notice and start passing these laws.

Meanwhile, I’m amused at China’s new law to ban naming supplements after sex, god, or immortal and banning the use of powerful, magical results, miraculous, and extraordinary as descriptors of products.  They don’t want advertisers and businesses using vulgarity or the belief in the supernatural to sell things.  They think that will ‘restore confidence’ in the country’s goods.  Maybe not using lead in things, among the other issues they have had, would be a better place to start.

And can anyone tell me why you need workout clothing to ‘flatter your figure’?  Really?  The point is to get a figure.  If you have a good one already, you will already look good in almost any workout clothing.  If you don’t have one, workout clothes to make you look better will not help you get there. 

I did a group fitness challenge at work last year that included a subscription to a fitness magazine.  It was the worst fitness magazine I’ve ever seen.  (it is a popular one for women) It was hard to find the actual fitness articles because of all the ads.  One issue had only one real article involving fitness.  And even that one didn’t have anything to do with actual fitness.  It was how to pick up guys at the gym. 

Apparently writers are still catering to the idea women only workout to meet men.  Hmmm, I don’t think so.  I’m going to the gym to get in shape and lose weight.  I’m going to get messy and sweaty and sticky.  I don’t want to wear make-up because I don’t want it to run all over my face.  Really, you think I’m going to be in the mood to pick up guys?

Have I left anything out?  Probably.  I know had a dozen random thoughts floating in my head this morning.  I know I formulated a paragraph here and there on various topics.  I’m now waiting around for the Mystery Bookstore to open up.  Inside is the Stitch in Crime needle craft store.  I need to find out if she had some silk fiber in Tardis blue.  If so, I will pick it up at lunch.  After work, I’m going to stop at a fabric store and get some black silk.  I may get started on my Tardis Throw Pillow tonight. 

But I’ve said it before and will probably do so again, “I hate morning.” I am not a morning person.