Being only 5ft 2" and a healthy size 12, i along with the majority of women in Britain, or even the world, sometimes feel a little bit short and plump. However i am fortunate enough to have realised that i will never be Kate Moss, and the image that most magazines portray as being 'beautiful' is damn near impossible to safely achieve.
In Britain where 'celebrity culture' is such a phenomenon, there is no escape from the flawless skin, and air-brushed bodies of beautiful famous people gracing the cover of every magazine shelf.
I love programmes like 'How to look good naked' and 'Coleen's Real Women'. They make women feel gorgeous and learn to love their curves and wobbly bits! I think it shows that Britain is really trying to make a difference to the way we perceive beauty, especially by having celebrities such as Coleen Mcloughlin, a down-to earth normal average sized woman, presenting healthy body image shows.
The new 'Dove' advert for their 'Campaign for real beauty', reveals the shocking extent in which photos are airbrushed and tampered with. At least it proves to all us 'normal-tons' that even a leggy blond model isn't perfect.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tp7IP1XB9WY
Monday, 23 March 2009
Friday, 20 March 2009
Wooly hats and flip flops.
What is it with the British and the weather?
If you have nothing to say, talk about the weather is the general rule, so here goes!
A 'mini March heatwave' has caused a stir amongst the nation this week...warm weather, in March, in Britain? My goodness we must all immediately start wearing shorts and flip-flops. But then of course some people get really confused and can't quite decide between their winter and summer wardrobe and end up with a bizarre woolly hat, scarf and hot-pants combination.
As we were all marvelling over heavy snow fall only a month ago, the warm weather was welcomed whole heartedly by Britain. However, the Sun plays tricks on the mind, as was demonstrated by the thousands of people that rushed to seaside resorts on the east coast of England last weekend. As beach-goers galloped into the sea, the sun bearing down on their faces, they forgot it was only weak march sunshine attempting to warm the sea, and therefore it was likely to be freezing!
My mum is very British in her way of blaming everything on the weather. Every illness, emotion, stroke of luck, or act of terrorism; it must be the weather. It never fails to make me smile.
If you have nothing to say, talk about the weather is the general rule, so here goes!
A 'mini March heatwave' has caused a stir amongst the nation this week...warm weather, in March, in Britain? My goodness we must all immediately start wearing shorts and flip-flops. But then of course some people get really confused and can't quite decide between their winter and summer wardrobe and end up with a bizarre woolly hat, scarf and hot-pants combination.
As we were all marvelling over heavy snow fall only a month ago, the warm weather was welcomed whole heartedly by Britain. However, the Sun plays tricks on the mind, as was demonstrated by the thousands of people that rushed to seaside resorts on the east coast of England last weekend. As beach-goers galloped into the sea, the sun bearing down on their faces, they forgot it was only weak march sunshine attempting to warm the sea, and therefore it was likely to be freezing!
My mum is very British in her way of blaming everything on the weather. Every illness, emotion, stroke of luck, or act of terrorism; it must be the weather. It never fails to make me smile.
Sunday, 15 March 2009
Shopping, its a woman's game.
I am going to indulge myself by writing about my favourite thing in the whole wide wonderful world. Shopping.
For some people a small piece of chocolate is enough to lighten their mood. An hour at the gym gives others that much needed adrenaline kick.
For me however, there is nothing more spine -tinglingly enthralling then purchasing a beautiful new leather bag. Or satin stilettos, or a cahsmere jumper, a silk pashmina; handing over that crisp note in exchange for that gorgeous emerald dress that youv'e wanted for so long!
I have already sworn that i will never intentionally go shopping with a man. It makes me laugh to see women dragging their boyfreinds round the shops, the men don't want to be there, all that yawning and foot shuffling they are doing ladies, that means they are bored and would rather be in the pub!
And i say let them go! They want to watch sport and play pool and drink beer, we want to by pretty things without being interupted. I'm going to make a sweeping statement and say that this theory applies to most couples (please dont try and hunt me down and accuse me of stereotyping and being sexist, because quite frankly, i disagree). So i'll see you in Topshop then girls, i'll be the one drooling with desire near the jewellery section.
For some people a small piece of chocolate is enough to lighten their mood. An hour at the gym gives others that much needed adrenaline kick.
For me however, there is nothing more spine -tinglingly enthralling then purchasing a beautiful new leather bag. Or satin stilettos, or a cahsmere jumper, a silk pashmina; handing over that crisp note in exchange for that gorgeous emerald dress that youv'e wanted for so long!
I have already sworn that i will never intentionally go shopping with a man. It makes me laugh to see women dragging their boyfreinds round the shops, the men don't want to be there, all that yawning and foot shuffling they are doing ladies, that means they are bored and would rather be in the pub!
And i say let them go! They want to watch sport and play pool and drink beer, we want to by pretty things without being interupted. I'm going to make a sweeping statement and say that this theory applies to most couples (please dont try and hunt me down and accuse me of stereotyping and being sexist, because quite frankly, i disagree). So i'll see you in Topshop then girls, i'll be the one drooling with desire near the jewellery section.
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