Instead of focussing on something that is never going to change why not realise that the majority of working models in the UK are healthy, happy people who probably work out less and eat worse than most of us.
I could see myself strutting around the house in nothing but the Undine knickers and sequined collar, paired with my glittery Steve Madden marble flats.
A woman stopped me at the bus station on my way in to work last week. She wanted to tell me that she often saw me passing by, always loved what I was wearing and was curious as to where I bought my clothes. She brightened up what had started out as another depressing Monday morning I can tell you.
There has been much talk in the past month about the plus size woman, how and where she should be spending her hard earned cash and which brands deserve it. Plus size blogger Chastity Garner of Garner style, this month called to arms fellow chubs to boycott American store Target on account of them revealing yet another designer collaboration with no plus sizes in sight.
Not all women size 16+ are unhealthy. Just as a starting point you might want to make a not of the fact that women are all shaped and sized differently which result in different dress sizes and in a high street that sizes everything on a whim what is a 16 anyway?
There is no shortage of lists online that can give you recommendations of blogs to read and bloggers to pay attention to. These lists always contain my favourite bloggers and it's great to see other people enjoying them too!
There are other beliefs out there too however and these are the ones that I want to discuss today; specifically in relation to fat women. The kind of beliefs I am talking about are the darker side of the fat hating culture; the kind that people, men in the most part but also women, do not admit exist. So what are they?
In a society transfixed on appearance and perceived beauty are we fighting a losing battle? Will there ever be a time when fat people can walk down the street without being verbally and physically abused. Will we stop being the butt of jokes on panel shows and sitcoms? And when will a fat woman take the romantic lead in a film without having to be funny or tragic?
The nations interest in all things vintage is on the up, the popularity of shows like Dawn O'Porter's This Old Thing prove our love does not seem to be waining. From shabby chic furniture, to 40s style tea parties and the ever popular burlesque movement, it would seem us brits are yearning to be taken back to a simpler time.
Nearly 7 years ago now, I had a gastric bypass. I weighed around 24 stone and was a size 32. I was aged 27 at the time and more than anything, I desperately wanted to be thin. I had suffered from eating disorders. I had been on an endless cycle of diets, gruelling exercise regimes and diet pills, but nothing had made the impact I wanted it to.
"Tell me about your weight?" he asked and I knew where this was going. "The problem is you are just too unfit to run this marathon" he continued. If rolling your eyes was a more acceptable way of showing your contempt I would have done so but instead I simply replied, "What you mean is I am TOO FAT?" To which he just smiled and sat back in his chair.
Rather than championing dangerous and butchering weight loss procedures - which by the way are offered privately without any mental health assessments or help - shouldn't we be asking for a long term solution to better our health not 'fixing' a 'problem' that wont go away unless tackled at the root cause?
Linda openly admits she is 'fattist' (how is this even a term?), objecting to the fact that being a size 18+ is unhealthy. "I am unapologetically fattist. It's unattractive, it's unhealthy and, given the problems that being fat can cause, it should be as unacceptable as smoking." - Linda.
I remember the first time I visited The Body Confidence Revolution (TBCR) - the Tumblr blog founded and run by Leyah Shanks, UK-based body image campaigner. It was not your standard fashion or body-pos site. It was something different.
As we casually strolled down the street, following the curve of the beach towards Jaffa, sipping our takeout coffee and munching our delicious breakfast pastries, it was simply impossible not to feel a pang of guilt at our 'hedonistic' lifestyle as we watched toned, athletic, sun kissed bodies... pounded the streets.
Wearing something different every day, but with my ever-growing wardrobe that certainly is a mission. In this post I wanted to show you an example of how I choose my outfits, and hope you get some tips to wearing more of your wardrobe.