Thursday, April 10, 2008

  • "Real women have curves."

        If there's one phrase guaranteed to piss me off, it's that one. Really, "real women" catch-phrases, period. Since when is a "real woman" any one thing?
        Are female athletes not "real women"? How about hyperthyridic women? Or women with breast cancer, emaciated from chemo-induced nausea? Are women suffering from anorexia or bulimia nervosa not real women?
        Real women do not have curves, or ribs they can count, or blond hair or brown hair or red hair or blue hair, or dark skin or fair skin or freckles, or long legs or short legs or big asses or thin hips, or anything else that can be summed up on a t-shirt. And any woman who DOES need to be validated by a catch phrase, probably ISN'T a real woman, but a scared little girl who can't find it within herself to be safe and comfortable in her own skin.
        Real women are strong and waifs, short and tall, fat and skinny, thick and thin, dark and fair, elegant and tomboyish, refined and redneck, smart and sporty, flat and busty. They are passionate and demure, loving and spiteful, joyful and angry, hurt and strong, mysterious and transparent, generous and needy, wise and foolish, and any combination thereof -- and never the same combination twice.
        It might not fit on a bumper sticker, but at least it's the God's honest truth.

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