You're A Woman, Not A Stick

Now don't get me wrong; I'm no stranger to the feelings of 'omgfat' when placed in front of a mirror.
But let me tell you something;

I AM NOT FAT.

I am a size 6/8; and 5ft tall. Therefore, I am in proportion and perfectly reasonably shaped.

I appreciate not everyone is as mini as me; this is also due to the fact I am a twin, who is also a skinny minnie.

But I am also vegetarian; I don't drink, smoke or do drugs, and I dance as a job as well as poledance and lift weights to get fit and exercise. I don't look the way I do sitting on my arse eating Nutella all day.

I just told a particularly smart, funny, awesome, completely stonkingly beautiful friend of mine that she is a woman, not a stick.

REMEMBER THAT LADIES.

Unless you haven't gotten up off your arse for 6 months and can no longer see the floor, then I suggest you stop worrying about your weight and start caring about more important things like university, getting a job, enjoying life and having fun.

Women have boobs, women have tums, and women have bums.

Stop getting rid of them and telling yourself you're fat; you're not!

You are you, and if that means you're a size 10 instead of an 8 so fucking what? You think the number is what counts?

Well you're wrong. It's what's inside your head that counts, find someone who loves you for you and doesn't just want to squeeze you into a porn-influenced image of what womanhood is.

I'll tell you this;

It's not a 30DD cup, 16 inch waist, 5ft9 blonde with trout pout lips and fake eyelashes and no brain.

Remember that.

You're a woman, not a stick.


Also check out my sisters' blog: http://raytherah.blogspot.com/    She's awesome.