Walmart made an oopsie today – they labelled their plus size halloween section as “Fat Girl Costumes.” I’m not sure whether it was a prank going wrong, an excitable intern on glue or a genuine label for their new subsection, but Walmart took the page down immediately after someone Tweeted about it. I for one am quite glad about the section – I have a halloween party coming up on Friday and being a fat chambermaid is only like my dream come true.
This reminds me of the time when Target labelled their plus-size grey dress as “Manatee Grey” instead of “Dark Heather Grey” for the normal size. People these days…
It’s not completely out of the blue for RenZeg to have a change every now and again thanks to her alter ego Bridget Jones, but that’s usually just thin to fat to thin again. However, this time round something completely different has happened – it seems her face has completely changed. It’s weird because she doesn’t look younger or more Botoxed… she just looks like she couldn’t be assed to go to the premier and sent a cheap look-a-like instead whilst she stayed at home and binged on B&J’s like Bridget would. It reminds me of the really shit Jennifer Anniston impersonator my dad got me for my Barmitzvah.
Ladies and Gentlemen – the new RenZeg:
New V Old:
Sarah Millican has been in the press today about her awful experience at the BAFTAs last year after people ripped her to shreds over the dress she was wearing. She says “I’m sorry. I thought I had been invited to such an illustrious event because I am good at my job… Why does it matter so much what I was wearing? I felt wonderful in that dress. And surely that’s all that counts.” I love the statement Sarah makes – she’s a comedian who was invited to the BAFTAs and felt uncomfortable on the red carpet but did it anyway, only to have her evening ruined by trolls on Twitter. It’s stories like this which absolutely need a big shout out on my blog. Hands up for being the person who loved what they were wearing to the party but got made fun of.
I think it’s so easy for us to forget how vulnerable people can be. When I saw this picture all I thought of was my mum and how upset she’d be if she had the same response. We’ve all become too used to slagging people off behind the anonymity of the computer screen. It relates back to my previous post pretty hurts, we’re piling too much pressure on ourselves to be perfect. It’s stories like this which remind me of why this is. It’s become way too easy to put someone down over the internet and the people who are getting put down lash out to other people – it’s a nasty cycle of put-downs. It’s making everyone unnecessarily self conscious. I’ve looked at some of the Twitter users who slagged off Sarah… not to add to the cycle myself, but actually they’re all pretty average-looking girls too.
Next time you think about putting someone down (over the internet or not) remember that they’re just as vulnerable as you. They hate their stomach just as much as you. Not to get too gay over it, but I actually think she looked lovely. I’m proud of her 🙂
Read more here
Are you happy with the way you look?
By far my most popular post has been Fat people are gross – The fat stigma – a post all about how fat people are often looked down upon and ostracised for being overweight. The replies highlighted the fact that our society has gotten pretty used to alienating people for many different imperfections, not just being overweight. It seems that the annorexic and obese have quite a bit in common – they both aren’t ‘perfect.’ What’s more similar is the fact that the more someone obsesses about being underweight, the more they restrict themselves of food. It’s a strikingly similar mentality issue with an opposite, yet equally dangerous reaction to over-eaters. I’ve been thin and fat and it was incredible how many more friends I got when I became thin and sexy… But I became so obsessed with keeping my weight off that I developed pretty bad anxiety. How many people do you know who’ve gone that one bit too far on a diet? It’s ridiculously common.
Beyonce’s new song Pretty Hurts speaks of perfection being the disease of a nation. Even if you’re not a fan of Beyonce (although I don’t think that’s possible) you need to go on YouTube and watch her video of Pretty Hurts. It makes you look deep inside yourself and ask if you’re 100% truly happy with who you are. Take away all the witty banter, the male bravado, the fake eyelashes, spray-tan… are you happy and comfortable with what you’re left with? It sounds bloody cheesy but actually it’s so true. I know for sure I’m not always happy with how I’ve dealt with a situation or how I over-eat at any damn given opportunity.
I think the thing we need to start asking ourselves is what matters more – the way we look or how we treat people? What is someone going to remember when you die: how fat you were or how much of a good friend you were? Does anyone remember John Candy as a horrible human being? No they remember him as being one of our best goddam actors we’ve ever had. He puts our 21st century bullshit-sexy-Justin Bieber talent to shame.
I never thought I’d be able to achieve it in my life but if you type big jew on Google I am the first thing that comes up! What an honour. I’d like to thank my parents for giving me all their support, God for believing in me and my IBS (irritable bowel syndrome) for keeping my weight steady.
We live in an information-overloaded world. Everyday I’m reading about something new which causes cancer. Apparently getting up to use the loo in the middle of the night causes cancer. The only thing dangerous about these articles are the articles themselves. They wrongly inform us, and they make us feel guilty for eating almost anything. Why do we need to feel more guilty? Why do we need to pile even more pressure on ourselves to eat ‘right’? It’s one thing to feel guilty about a McDonalds, but don’t make me feel guilty about eating a chicken breast.
The Telegraph published an article yesterday claiming a high-protein diet is ‘as bad for you as smoking’ (read the bullshit here). However, after looking through the research it has become clear that their claims are unsupported (read why it’s bullshit here). You can find details of why it’s wrong below, but for now I want to concentrate on the PR aspect.
Perhaps the holy grail of PR scaremongering is this link here – the Daily Mail cancer list. It’s a list which shows the number of items which the Daily Mail has claimed causes cancer. As you can see, the list is huge.
What annoys me the most is the fact that I really needed to do my research to find out that the original article was wrong. What if I didn’t have time to read up on it? What about the people (including me) who mostly read the top headlines and nothing more? Well, I’d be left with the thought that I shouldn’t eat too much protein. Or I’d feel guilty about eating protein.The last thing we need today is more confusing information. We also don’t need to feel more guilty. We’re piling so much pressure on ourselves to be perfectly healthy and protein is actually a great way to get our calories in… much better than carbohydrates. Newspapers are just trying to find new ways to catch peoples attention and I’m getting sick of it.
If you’ve made it through the post so far, great, here are the main reasons why the original story is wrong:
- The effects show those between 50-65 had an increased risk from cancer, but those over 65 actually showed a reduced risk. Therefore, all effects were cancelled out. The sample sizes were also too small.
- There was no scientific evidence of how eating meat vs. smoking affected someones life span or risk of cancer. The original paper doesn’t assess the risk of smoking at all… it doesn’t even compare protein eating to smoking. The Telegraph just made up the link on the spot to scare people. We need protein, we don’t need smoking.
- Do you eat the same type of food every day for your whole life? Well this study wrongly assumes we do. Food information in the study was only collected over a 24-hour period. This isn’t really true to life as many people change their eating habits over time.
So, read everything with a pinch of salt.
Hello from Dubai 🙂 Here are my 10 stages of dieting whilst holidaying… or holidaying whilst dieting. Please note that the time taken between each stage vary massively depending on how serious the case is. I’ve been known to experience all 10 emotions within about 2 hours… and that’s before I’ve even left the country.
1. The optimistic stage
You’ve been dieting for a while now and you feel pretty confident. You wouldn’t dream of having cake and you judge other people for doing so. You’ve researched your hotel’s gym options.
2. The temptress stage
Your optimism is slightly dampened when you first see the hotel breakfast buffet. Breakfast is your favourite. Are those pancakes I see?
3. The pessimistic stage
Optimism is thrown out the window and his arch nemesis pessimism shows up the hotel. You call your weight watchers sponsor but they don’t pick up the phone. You can smell the buffet bacon. You begin to make up reasons in your head why you should blow the diet.
4. The ‘just-this-once’ stage
“Oh go on… I’m on holiday!” can often be heard from people in this stage… and “just this one won’t hurt”. The first-timers usually start out with the ‘gateway foods’ such as extra honey on their porridge or hash-browns with their scrambled eggs.
5. The “only dessert” stage
You start letting yourself have the occasional dessert…. However, as we all know, vampires can never have just one taste of blood.
6. The YOLO stage
This is the final stage… the stage where you stop giving a crap. You’ve already worn your tightest clothes leaving the looser ones to go, you’ve hidden your hotel bathroom scales and you’ve told your partner/friends not to judge you. You’ve forgotten what a gym is. Now’s the time. Enjoy.
7. “The minute I touch home soil I’m back on the diet” stage
Your airplane seatbelt feels so much tighter and you look way fatter in that airplane mirror. But guess what, you’re happy you relaxed on the holiday. The minute you touch home soil you’ll go back on your diet. I’ve been known to rip my shorts at this point.
8. The holiday leftovers
You’ve touched home soil but you still have those holiday chocolates which remind you of the hotel…. plus you’re tired from the plane and could use a pick-me-up. You binge.
9. Back to normal (can take up to a month)
You’re back to normal. You lose the weight and remember how good it felt to not be a fat piggy. You realise that as long as you nip it straight in the bud then it doesn’t matter so much about blowing it.
10. Another holiday booked… do it all over again
Hey guys, I had a great weekend in Manchester visiting some old friends (I went to uni there). I’ve addressed the fact that I screwed up on my diet in this post here. Anyway, I was really impressed with the new restaurants that have popped up since I left. If you ever go, here’s where I recommend (p.s. if you’re feeling hungry PLEASE IGNORE THIS POST):
Home Sweet Home – Rated 8 star of Davids… website here
Chicken bites, sweet potato fries, slaw, blue cheese and BBQ dip. Heaven
Dirty fries for dirty whores
Gingers Comfort Emporium – Rated 8 star of Davids – more info here
I had the salted caramel peanut butter… it was like a Reece’s cup jizzed on my face
Tea Cup – very good cakes here…. 6 star of Davids for this one … more info here
Akbars – 9 star of Davids… this place is my favourite all time curry in Manchester… just look at the naan breads! We had to come back and visit here. Website info here 🙂
So I’ve been blogging/dieting now for about 6 weeks and it’s been such great fun. What I love the most is the fact that I can be completely open and honest. For many years I would secretly eat in the kitchen and feel horribly guilty about it… Usually driving me to eat more. In keeping with the honesty theme, I want to come clean and tell you that I’ve gained a pound this week. I went to Manchester to visit some old friends and unfortunately also visited some old habits.
You might remember from this post here that I went for tea last Sunday… Well for some reason it set a precedent to eat bad the whole week. It’s interesting how when we’re on a diet we tend to throw the baby out with the bath water… Meaning just because we have one bad day we feel it’s an excuse to have a bad week. The resultant guilt is horrible and that can drive us to completely throw the towel in.
In reality it’s only 1 pound… I must remember to get back on the wagon and limit my damage to just this 1 pound. What doesn’t help the fact is that I’m going on holiday next week to here:
With these buffet options:
God help me!