Curves Are In
by 
Angel
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Posted: Thursday, October 2, 2003 Word Count: 432 Summary: yep, they are |
Curves are in?
Okay…………so curves have been declared far and wide to be, in , so I am fashionably on target for once. Mind you, it’s not something I planned. Oh I’d like to tell you that I had a late hour vision that I should gain 25 extra pounds so as to be on the cutting edge of beauty. No, not so much.
Granted I did decide at the 15 extra pound mark that I liked the curves and what separated me from the planky-bodied pre-teens and rail thin runway models. Finally at the age of 41 I was giving myself permission to accept my womanly body with open arms. What took me so long? Downside; while I was reveling I gained 10 more curvaceous pounds. SIGH. See, curves are one thing; endless hills and valleys are a whole other matter to me.
But I digress. Back to this little matter of what’s in. When are we going to stop this insanity? Why isn’t it in, to be comfortable in your own skin no matter what shape or size that happens to be? When will we accept being happy and healthy of body and mind with all that is less than perfect? Who gets to decide what is in? Is this some little known committee at the UN, the Supreme Court, maybe Mr. Blackwell is also head of this department?
Even if you have the in body type of the moment it doesn’t stop there. You had better make sure that you have in hair, clothing, jewelry, not forgetting in make-up. When you have that under control move on to making sure that you are eating only the in foods, your garden’s full of in plants, you live in the in house type filled with very in furnishings in all the right colors and flavors. Now let’s talk about the kids; they had better be going to the right school and involved in just the right activities, (no, it doesn’t matter if they enjoy it or not silly), so when you are being seen at the in restaurants you have the things to talk about to all the other in people.
I guess that’s cool if you enjoy scooting along on the surface of life. Me, not so much, I’m still holding on to the hope that someday, in my lifetime even, that it will be in to be marching to the beat of your own heart and soul. I have always been drawn to the differences in life and people. It’s enlightening, interesting and gives me perspective. Viva la difference!
Okay…………so curves have been declared far and wide to be, in , so I am fashionably on target for once. Mind you, it’s not something I planned. Oh I’d like to tell you that I had a late hour vision that I should gain 25 extra pounds so as to be on the cutting edge of beauty. No, not so much.
Granted I did decide at the 15 extra pound mark that I liked the curves and what separated me from the planky-bodied pre-teens and rail thin runway models. Finally at the age of 41 I was giving myself permission to accept my womanly body with open arms. What took me so long? Downside; while I was reveling I gained 10 more curvaceous pounds. SIGH. See, curves are one thing; endless hills and valleys are a whole other matter to me.
But I digress. Back to this little matter of what’s in. When are we going to stop this insanity? Why isn’t it in, to be comfortable in your own skin no matter what shape or size that happens to be? When will we accept being happy and healthy of body and mind with all that is less than perfect? Who gets to decide what is in? Is this some little known committee at the UN, the Supreme Court, maybe Mr. Blackwell is also head of this department?
Even if you have the in body type of the moment it doesn’t stop there. You had better make sure that you have in hair, clothing, jewelry, not forgetting in make-up. When you have that under control move on to making sure that you are eating only the in foods, your garden’s full of in plants, you live in the in house type filled with very in furnishings in all the right colors and flavors. Now let’s talk about the kids; they had better be going to the right school and involved in just the right activities, (no, it doesn’t matter if they enjoy it or not silly), so when you are being seen at the in restaurants you have the things to talk about to all the other in people.
I guess that’s cool if you enjoy scooting along on the surface of life. Me, not so much, I’m still holding on to the hope that someday, in my lifetime even, that it will be in to be marching to the beat of your own heart and soul. I have always been drawn to the differences in life and people. It’s enlightening, interesting and gives me perspective. Viva la difference!