Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Lies About Size

There is nothing I hate more than people who lie about their size. This includes men who claim to have really small penises, (I know it's suppose to be written that way but I can't stop imagining men who have more than one really small penis) but really they are average. Women who lie about their bra size fall into the same category. We see your boobs even with clothes on you twit.

More than I hate the above offenders, I despise people who lie about their clothing sizes. A few nights ago I happened to catch Kirstie Alley on Leno. I've avoided DWTS from it's inception and have never watched a single episode. I was doubly averse to it this season when I realized she would be participating. There are a million reasons I can't quite put my finger on that make me not like her. The Leno show added a big fat one at the top of the list.

During her interview time, Jay mentioned  how she "looked great" and proceeded to ask her how much weight she had lost. Immediately the gushing began. "I don't know how much I have lost. I do know that this dress is 'stretchy' and I thought it was so great when I saw it that I bought it in everything from a size 12, which I was in at the time, to a size 4. Right now I'm wearing the 6." While she rambled incessantly in her half crack whore-half junior high slutty cheerleader voice, I resisted the urge to throw the remote at the screen.

I want to make something very clear. I don't have anything against people struggling with weight issues. Whether they are 89 pounds and anorexic or 800-pound-bed-ridden-binge-eaters, I believe we all have our demons. It's not my place to tell anyone to get off their ass and exercise or to do themselves a favor and eat a sandwich. What I do have a problem with is her need to throw out such a twisted version of "size reality" to the viewing audience. I've seen the pictures of her at her highest documented weight. I'm proud of her (regardless of my personal feelings about her acting/personality) for doing the work, making the effort, dropping the pounds, making healthier choices. The issue is that she's a 12 now AT LEAST. Twelves and fourteens are the most common sizes for adult American women.

We need to stop telling ourselves that the tag on the inside of our clothes indicates our worth somehow in society. That number shouldn't dictate your level of self esteem. When our daughters, sisters, nieces, etc. hear this sort of nonsense, it sends a message of shame. Kirstie, what are you ashamed of? You've dropped a significant amount of weight and you've done it the right way. You're healthier, you look good, you must FEEL better... so why ruin it all?

It seems to me you're more proud of the fact that you were able to afford a dress made by a company that obviously sizes their clothing to suit the "number" conscious as opposed to those who are "body" conscious. If I had a few dollars I cared to throw around I'd be a size 2 tomorrow (well in the right dress I guess). I'm saying this from the perspective of someone who knows the battle. I still try gimmick stuff once in awhile. I still fight the urge to sit down and eat a whole cheesecake, but I'm sure as hell not going to go around and brag about the # on the inside of my jeans.


Azra said...

Absolutely agree - 110% actually. Love every word. Hi! Blogwalking, from the Japing Ape actually. In fact, I had a fat (no pun intended, ok maybe a little) lot to say about this recently. Apologies for the shameless plug:
Its about how warped the world is when it comes to size. You'd think that because we live in the 21st century, with a wealth of knowledge at our finger-tips, that man-kind would ACTUALLY know better.

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Azra said...

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