The Biggest Loser

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The Biggest Loser

'Does my bum look small in this?'.Years ago,this question would have been such a positive thing but these days it is not.It is the new 'insecurity' amongst women who do not fit into the criteria of 'bootylicious'.

Anyone remember the weight watching reality television program,'The Biggest Loser'?The individual who lost the most weight,won a cash prize.For the longest time people,especially women,strive to be stick thin like runway models because that was the in thing.The common 'insecurity' question was,'Does my bum look big in this?'(and if you are a guy you would have to answer with a 'No',if you knew what was good for you).

That is why eating disorders such as anorexia and bulimia where on the rise,like a plague.People still suffer from eating disorders in effort to be like runway models.It does not help that the women voted as the sexiest woman alive look like hungry,third world country children.(That is not a compliment Mila,Angie...)

But nowadays,thanks to Jennifer Lopez,Beyonce and Kim Kardashian,the bigger the derriere,the better.This 'bootylicious' trend has turned on the waif like women.Now slim,or less curvy women are striving for curves,taking everything from chicken soup to curve enhancing pills,or creams to having implants.(err,Nicki??).

I recall one guy asking me if I could do Beyonce's 'Crazy In Love' booty hop,and I said no.He then remarked that maybe if I ate and gained weight,I would have a booty.The nerve.(I silently took offence).

No.I do not desire to gain weight.I have a Caucasian physique,so I will never,never have curves in the right places.Unfortunately for women like me in our African society,it is hard not to be insecure.Curves are so in,so unless I attain curves,I will always be at the butt of everyone's jokes,or insults.

Y'all know what,I am sick and tired of the biggest loser.Why can't a woman just be the way she is and not be considered 'unsexy' because she is not 'bootylicious',or rail-thin enough.

As a woman,my biggest gain should be being confident with my height,shape and weight.How I look should be up to me for my own reasons,not because of societal or media expectations.Yes Beyonce is fine as hell(curvy),so is Adrianna Lima (waif-like),so is Cameron Diaz (boyish),so is Monique (full-figure),so is Kylie Minogue (petite),and so am I (fearfully and wonderfully made).

The Biggest Loser,bootylicious,sexiest woman,size 2,plus size....just allow me to look like me.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

www.therealladye@blogspot.com

Copyright[c] MPV by Lady E All Rights Reserved 2013

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