Like it or not, the size of your thighs defines your importance on the value scale of being sexy or not/worthy of desire. when did this begin exactly? i mean, let's face it, it's been chic to be skinny for a LONG time. look at the rolling stones and the edie sedgewick/warhol scene! duh. this is nothing new. this post is just a snapshot/a portrait of something that continues to be true. I'm not saying that it's ok to be fat, cuz it's totally not! when did this blog become a pro-anorexia website? yikes. but, you know what i mean. when 2 girls are next to each other and their level of cute factor is the same and their personality is about even...the deciding factor of which girl wins the attention-is ultimately based on whose thighs are smaller. you've gotta have a pretty winning personality to trump the other bitch OR be famous! famous will win every time. a better outfit won't hurt either. but I'm basing this on 2 lame, non famous, equally boring bitches. because of this, I've started walking again. (did i just accidentally refer to MYSELF as a non famous, boring bitch? whoops. blogging is dangerous!) walking in new york was so much easier. it's like Disneyland over there. i felt so safe in a crowd of other walking people. looking at other girls as incentive, getting outfit ideas, eyeing dudes. getting pissed off at the size of THEIR thighs! now I'm back in la, and hating gyms and any and all forms of exercise is a problem to achieving the body I'd like. however, all that talk about exercise is lame to me-because the body i idolize is one that can only be achieved through starvation and drugs. the 'lazy beautiful' look. the girl who is so weak, she can barely raise a cigarette to her lips. so, the only super caj (casual) exercise and weight loss regime i can try-(as a girl who doesn't smoke or do drugs or go to the gym) is to a.) eat less, and b.) be dropped off somewhere in la, without a car, and be forced to walk home. and so that's what I've been doing. these walks help me think. i try to appear deep in thought and very confident- even though I'm hyper aware of every move i make. every swing of my arms. "does my hand in my left pocket and the other holding my blackberry look natural? i hope so". i don't try to text and walk at the same time, OR the ultimate lame maneuver-trying to (pretending to) read a book while i walk, cuz that shit is ridiculous. have you ever seen a person doing that? i have! it was a guy. if i'd had a dick, i would have had an instant hard off. that shit is worse than the dude with the laptop at a coffee house talking about writing a screen play. crazers! so, i just walk. and as long as my hands are accounted for, i don't make too much eye contact with crazies, and ignore the pick-up truck trolling me, I'm cool.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
skinny:
Like it or not, the size of your thighs defines your importance on the value scale of being sexy or not/worthy of desire. when did this begin exactly? i mean, let's face it, it's been chic to be skinny for a LONG time. look at the rolling stones and the edie sedgewick/warhol scene! duh. this is nothing new. this post is just a snapshot/a portrait of something that continues to be true. I'm not saying that it's ok to be fat, cuz it's totally not! when did this blog become a pro-anorexia website? yikes. but, you know what i mean. when 2 girls are next to each other and their level of cute factor is the same and their personality is about even...the deciding factor of which girl wins the attention-is ultimately based on whose thighs are smaller. you've gotta have a pretty winning personality to trump the other bitch OR be famous! famous will win every time. a better outfit won't hurt either. but I'm basing this on 2 lame, non famous, equally boring bitches. because of this, I've started walking again. (did i just accidentally refer to MYSELF as a non famous, boring bitch? whoops. blogging is dangerous!) walking in new york was so much easier. it's like Disneyland over there. i felt so safe in a crowd of other walking people. looking at other girls as incentive, getting outfit ideas, eyeing dudes. getting pissed off at the size of THEIR thighs! now I'm back in la, and hating gyms and any and all forms of exercise is a problem to achieving the body I'd like. however, all that talk about exercise is lame to me-because the body i idolize is one that can only be achieved through starvation and drugs. the 'lazy beautiful' look. the girl who is so weak, she can barely raise a cigarette to her lips. so, the only super caj (casual) exercise and weight loss regime i can try-(as a girl who doesn't smoke or do drugs or go to the gym) is to a.) eat less, and b.) be dropped off somewhere in la, without a car, and be forced to walk home. and so that's what I've been doing. these walks help me think. i try to appear deep in thought and very confident- even though I'm hyper aware of every move i make. every swing of my arms. "does my hand in my left pocket and the other holding my blackberry look natural? i hope so". i don't try to text and walk at the same time, OR the ultimate lame maneuver-trying to (pretending to) read a book while i walk, cuz that shit is ridiculous. have you ever seen a person doing that? i have! it was a guy. if i'd had a dick, i would have had an instant hard off. that shit is worse than the dude with the laptop at a coffee house talking about writing a screen play. crazers! so, i just walk. and as long as my hands are accounted for, i don't make too much eye contact with crazies, and ignore the pick-up truck trolling me, I'm cool.
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8 comments:
I prefer fat thighs. I even like a gut. Guys today a generally wimps who let the tatse of OTHER GUYS dictate their taste.
you are a REAL man! keep doing what you're doing! xo, boycrazy
fuck. thighs.
i wish you could fuck thighs, i guess you can if there's enough meat on them, or if you get them pierced? either way, i hear what you're saying donna, and i love you.
alexi im tired of the thigh debate how hot, independent , sucessful, good style, creative, blah blah blah before you stop thinking about the muscle between your knees and va ja ja
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thank you cc! i am a new woman. my post was in NO WAY an ironic commentary on the importance of being skinny in modern day society. i wasn't being sarcastic AT ALL! this post was totally NOT an exaggerated, heightened, embellishment trying to make people laugh...it was a cry for help. today i am saved. thank you for being my savior, holding a mirror up to my face, and showing me the monster that lurks with in.
As a guy I MUCH prefer some meat on a pair of thighs. Thin thighs look nice and all, but it's always the big, warm looking ones I want to wake up next to. Don't fight the thighs!
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