Saturday, July 22, 2006

The size 0 myth

This was taken from dynamist.com


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THE SIZE 0 MYTH: I recently went shopping for a denim skirt. The last such skirt I owned was an A-line number that fit quite tightly at the waist. That was 20 years ago, when I was 15 pounds lighter and my waist was at least a half-inch smaller. That skirt was a size 8. On my recent shopping trip, I tried on three denim skirts at the Gap—all size 6, all at least three inches too big in the waist, and none particularly tight in the hips. The only one that didn't look like a small tent was constructed so it would be difficult to alter. I went home skirtless.

Why, you may ask, am I telling this? Because there is a myth out there in feminist popcultureland, the myth of "size 0." The claim is that fashion magazines, evil corporations, and Calista Flockhart are foisting an unreasonably skinny ideal on American women. This ideal is supposed to be historically unprecedented. Exhibit A is the spread of size 0 clothes. Exhibit B is Marilyn Monroe.

"In the l950's and 60's the archetypal femme fatale was Marilyn Monroe. Marilyn wore a size l2. She had a tummy, thighs, soft neck and arms. She was a far cry from the emaciated high fashion waif look created by designer Calvin Klein in the form of his favorite model Kate Moss who wore a size 0," opine psychologists Candace De Puy and Dana Dovitch on the Feminista.com site. "What happened to create this shift in female beauty? Why have women gone from accepting a curvaceous form to the familiar dieting, exercising, lipo-suctioning and obsessing over every wrinkle and gray hair?"

The Marilyn Monroe story is complete nonsense, though it's a staple of feel-good feminism. Marilyn's size 12 bore no resemblance to the size 12 you'll find in today's stores. According to the invaluable Urban Legends website (and other sources), Monroe's waist ranged from 22 to 23 inches and her hips were 35 to 36 inches. She was 5', 5 ½" tall. No, Marilyn wasn't as willowy as Kate Moss, nor was she as muscular as today's gym-toned ideal. She was shaped like a thin, wasp-waisted woman with breast implants. The only thing large about Monroe was her bustline. Nor was Marilyn alone. Peruse copies of Vogue from the 1950s, and you'll find models with slim hips and tiny waists worthy of Scarlett O'Hara. (Judging from my mother's wedding gown, rib cages were impossibly small in those days too.)

The myth of size 0 will probably endure, because it makes America's increasingly plump women feel better. "No matter who's buying this stuff, the mere presence of size zero and beyond plays havoc with the weight-conscious woman's psyche," writes Janet Colwell in an unusually rational discussion of the subject, published in the San Francisco Business Times. "There's just something about knowing that the slender size-eighter is four to five rungs up the size ladder and, in Bebe's and Gap's cases, above the mean. However, it's reassuring to find some explanation—other than an explosion of very thin people—for the influx of small sizes."

Her reporting says the reason is an expansion of choice in both directions. Mine says that size 0 is what used to be known as size 4 (or maybe size 6). On average, American women are getting fatter, and profit-maximizing companies know better than to confront their customers with the facts. Having put on a bit of weight since my college days, when I was not exactly svelte, I should be up to a 12 by now. Instead I'm buying size 6 clothes, and having a tailor take them in. But some women still need a "real" size 6 or a real size 2. Hence, the rise of size 0. Coming soon: negative numbers.

For an amusing look at zaftig America, check out Michael Kelly's column here. Mike Fumento's authoritative, if sometimes mean, book on the subject is Fat of the Land. My New York Times column here looked at an economic explanation for our increasing girth. [Posted 8/29.]

Friday, July 21, 2006

The only silver lining...

On a more positive note, I'm really excited about this temp assignment that I'm working. I am acting as a Recruiter and I am getting to experience things professionally that I've longed for for many years now.

So I've been bailed on again....I won't learn :)

Yeah...I haven't heard from him since like the 6th or the 13th when he left a voicemail on my cell phone. He'd called at two in the morning so I didn't bother to answer. I finally broke down and returned his message a few days later, but I got the voicemail so I told him that I was returning his call and hoped that everything was going well.

It was apparent from my tone of voice that I was disappointed and/or angry.

I have, of course, heard nothing from him since then. *sigh*

Tonight I feel ok. It will, of course, change soon enough. I will be back feeling like shit and wondering why I can't be strong enough to completely shut myself off or to be even stronger and actually turn these people down at "Go".

I don't believe that I will ever find a guy that I can and will be happy with. Lesbianism isn't an option for me, thus, I'm going to have to make a concerted effort to focus on living in the moment and not notice them anymore.

Prior to becoming sexually active, I operated in a bubble of sorts. It was concious of the opposite sex, but I worked continually at not thinking about them as potential anything other than students.

I've got to get back to that way of thinking because things are not going to work out for me when it comes to men.

None of them have panned out and I don't feel that there is anything that I can do in order to find someone who would actually be good for me that I would be interested in.

I'm tired...I'm going to cruise E-bay. :)

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Sad and Lonely

It has been difficult to not focus on how shitty I feel today. I wanted to call, but, I didn't. I feel so discouraged. I wish that I could just get rid of all of the fucked up emotions and move on entirely. Will I never stop feeling this way? *sigh*

I finished another class and start the next one on August 8th.

Done with men for now

I am tired of dealing with liars who masquerade as men. My most recent "lover" has been lying about getting together with me for over a week. He doesn't consistently answer or respond to my calls. I am so tired of of the bullshit.

I don't ask for much. I only ask for honesty. Do not tell me that you will call back if you don't feel like it. Do not say you want to get together if you do not really want to.

I suppose that the lesson to be learned here is that I've got to deal with people that have an interest in impressing me and gaining and maintaining my trust.

It's time to delete this bastard from my life.

I shouldn't have began seeing anyone so soon after the Ron incident. Oh well, I will live and learn from this bridge. Ron was a bridge from S.C and this one's been a bridge from Ron. Now I must focus on just leaving men alone and getting my education and career on track.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

What can happen in a Week

I quit my job. In quitting my job, I forfeited the home which was being offered at an incredible deal.

I have wanted to quit my job almost from the beginning. My only grief comes from no longer being able to purchase my home. I suppose that the timing was not right.

In addition to that, I went on a date from hell with a guy from BP. He told me that he was out from Ny and that he'd not had a single nice date. He complained that the women were stuck up or wanting to play games, etc. I kept my opinions to myself as this one was obviously certifiable. It made little difference.

When I dropped him off, he threw his drink on me.

Yeah...lovely "date" eh?

I was offered another job, exactly a week after I'd quit my previous one. This one will be recruiting only so I'm very excited about that. What will come of it all?