The blogging and microblogging world is atwitter about Lizzie Miller’s little paunch and presumably thousands of women are shrugging off their tummy corsets as they gleefully embrace their lovehandles in public (and swear off the samosas in private).
Now I am all for the Dove Campaign for Real Beauty and Glamour’s teeny-weeny attempt at representing an unbelievably gorgeous girl with believable body fat. Hmmm..but that is probably because I am no model and nowhere close to the coveted Runaway size zero.
Even as bloggers take up the cudgels for the regular gal, decent sized haute couture, believable bods and non-airbrushed airheads, there is nary a voice that fights for the cause of…horrors..women with gigantic feet.
Women who never get shoes in a size 8 unless they rummage in the men’s section, women who have to go around looking like clods because all they get are clods, women who fantasize about squeezing their bony, chubby, scrawny, fat and oversized feet into a dainty pair of Jimmy Choos, women who hate shopping for shoes because there is always that salesguy who dismisses you, and your ugly tootsies, with a “Sorry Madam, yeh apke size mein nahin milega”.
Right, so I am 5’7” and thereabouts. I am not expected to get into a size 6. Add to that a hereditary bone that juts out and I am doomed for life. Maybe I should take up the cause of women who are discriminated against on account of their (non self-imposed) choice in footwear.
If you are a few kilos overweight you can work towards reducing the fat but the only way I can aspire to a size 7 style is by amputating my toes.
Now I am all for the Dove Campaign for Real Beauty and Glamour’s teeny-weeny attempt at representing an unbelievably gorgeous girl with believable body fat. Hmmm..but that is probably because I am no model and nowhere close to the coveted Runaway size zero.
Even as bloggers take up the cudgels for the regular gal, decent sized haute couture, believable bods and non-airbrushed airheads, there is nary a voice that fights for the cause of…horrors..women with gigantic feet.
Women who never get shoes in a size 8 unless they rummage in the men’s section, women who have to go around looking like clods because all they get are clods, women who fantasize about squeezing their bony, chubby, scrawny, fat and oversized feet into a dainty pair of Jimmy Choos, women who hate shopping for shoes because there is always that salesguy who dismisses you, and your ugly tootsies, with a “Sorry Madam, yeh apke size mein nahin milega”.
Right, so I am 5’7” and thereabouts. I am not expected to get into a size 6. Add to that a hereditary bone that juts out and I am doomed for life. Maybe I should take up the cause of women who are discriminated against on account of their (non self-imposed) choice in footwear.
If you are a few kilos overweight you can work towards reducing the fat but the only way I can aspire to a size 7 style is by amputating my toes.
5 comments:
big feet.. wide shoulders.. hairy backs.. oh the list is endless :)
i am addicted to reading fashion blogs of anorexic women-child people. it always makes me wonder if these women were not as thin, not as perfect(by the standards of we know who).. would i still see the posts.. of their outfits.. of their life..
Hey, Rami:
Happy Dilwali to you and yours!
Who knows where to download XRumer 5.0 Palladium?
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My first comment on your blog.
*passes cake and champagne*
Please to be writing more.
*love*
P.S.: The word verification asks me to type out 'super'!
and what of the poor women who are vertically challenged..... shoe size 4... same story - "nothing in ur size mam"
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