Eat, Dammit.

I have a bone to pick clean with a lot of the world. A lot of the not-naturally skinny world. Eat, dammit. Its good for you. You have to do it for a lot of reasons, one of which is to live. And to thrive. As human beings, we must consume food in order to sustain the natural processes constantly happening in our bodies. Plus, food is really good.

I respect that a lot of magazines and some companies are trying to promote healthy self image, namely Glamour (read this article: http://www.glamour.com/health-fitness/blogs/vitamin-g/2009/09/on-the-cl-are-you-ready-to-sta.html) and Dove. I especially like Dove's Campaign for Real Beauty which seems to be an authentic attempt to shut up the neurotic and obsessive fashion industry and give voice to actual human beings. It's nice. I'm not one hundred percent convinced that Glamour will stick to their word on this one, but I am hoping that they do and I intend to keep an eye on them.

These campaigns are a great idea and are definitely on the right track. But its not just about the food for them. As we are all well aware that eating is a decidedly obsessive passion of mine, I think its only fair to note that I am not exactly the picture of health. But that has little to do with the food I consume and more to do with the fact that I drink, smoke and remain as sedentary as possible when not forced into motion. I have an ongoing battle with momentum.

I'm not as small as I once was. This is due to a number of factors, namely a reduced reliance on amphetamines and diet coke and an increased awareness of well-made hollandaise sauce and blocks of bacon. But I'll tell you this much: I do not want to throw things at the mirror when I look into it anymore. I think some people are just prettier when they're bigger. As every action has an opposite and equal reaction, it must be noted that I often do want to throw things at displays in windows. I compulsively inform my boyfriend "Those aren't real people. They're made up people." to which he most frequently responds that it is inappropriate to hate people because they are skinny. I tend to disagree. And anyway, I only hate people that are skinny but aren't supposed to be. And I do not believe those people, namely Sienna Miller, who claim to eat entire pizzas with no ill effect. You're a liar. And I hate liars. I don't know if I hate Sienna Miller, because I have never met the lady, but I definitely hate her lies. They're dangerous lies.

I'm not knocking the naturally thin... Good for you, ladies. Just, you know, eat, dammit.