ravenclawtrekkie
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One of my cousins is a size 18, and she runs marathons and teaches yoga. "Healthy" is not limited to people with a single-digit clothing size.
Now Cheryl we both know when I was a fat boy reaching puberty I kept a poster of you in my room, now you better not make me sorry I did it, decades later
You would think a woman of her advancing years would be a little kinder.
One of my cousins is a size 18, and she runs marathons and teaches yoga. "Healthy" is not limited to people with a single-digit clothing size.
That model is pretty, but she is fat. If you asked people in the 1980 s and before they would say she is fat.People are so use to seeing overweight people that people are starting to think it is normal to be overweight. I am fat I am not fluffy or big boned I am fat. Doctors use to tell people they were fat. But now we have to make sure we do not use the word fat. People do not like to hear the truth, Yes thin people can be unhealthy but being fat is unhealthy and just because society normalizes something does not change the fact it is unhealthy.
So, what do you think is unhealthy about this model? Her high blood pressure? Her high cholesterol? Does she have heart issues? What are her current health problems?
Give us the facts about Ashley Graham's health and how her life is going to be cut ever-so-drastically short that everyone is so concerned about her health.
I have actually been astounded to read the comments about her aging. It seems to me that all bets are off when it comes to women who start to wrinkle.
There is a heap of denial on this thread about obesity and health issues. You don't need to listen to an ex model. Listen to the doctors who treat heart disease, diabetes, arthritis, World Health Organization, Center for Disease Control, American Heart Association and American Cancer Society.
It's pretty crazy that we have to use an example of My 600 Pound Life to finally be concerned about someone's health. Like, as long as you aren't that big, you shouldn't worry.
So it's decided then. Let's not accept "fat". What do teens do when they're not accepted? Do they go to the gym? Do they go to the beach? No. Do they sit in their room and mow a box of oreos? Well, oreos don't treat you like you're gross so, yeah, that's what they do. Like a PP said, nobody is going to go buy a doughnut so they can go look like Ashley Graham - however they might see Ashley Graham on the beach and think if she can do it, I can do it too.
Since we are all buddies here and getting all personal, here's my little story. Y'all can rip on me afterwards all you want - it is the Dis after all. When I was in high school in the seventies, I thought I was the fattest pig in the universe. My mom had it in her head that I should weigh 100 pounds and that was that. In fact it started when I was younger. She put me on my first diet when I was three. Three. She still tells the story of how bad I embarrassed her when we went out to eat begging for a piece of bread. LOL -that story still makes me laugh. Go me! It went on all through grade school. At school parties I had to write down what I ate so my mom could see. I remember her yelling at me once because I couldn't remember how many potato chips I had. So in high school, at 125, I thought I was the fattest, most obese pig in the galaxy. I didn't see my beautiful blonde hair or my sense of humor or my 34 ACT score. I saw someone that, as my mom told me, no one would ever love. I didn't realize that taking my jeans in two sizes in the waist meant I had an hourglass figure. I thought it meant I had humongous legs. I had no clue why all the boys kept asking me out. There must be something wrong with them. I somehow managed to get a steady boyfriend, I don't know how, but I knew for a fact that he was just biding his time until he found someone who wasn't huge.
We won't even discuss some of the choices I made in college. I pretty much thought I didn't matter and anyone who was nice to me felt sorry for me.
So - we'll fast forward to adulthood. I left the resort town where I grew up and moved to the big city. Got a job. Went to the mall and found a magazine, BBW, I think it was, that had overweight (or fat if that makes everybody happy) models doing all kinds of fun things. I was astounded. How the hell could that be? They almost look - happy. It wasn't overnight, but my attitude began to change. I got some counseling and slowly built some self-esteem. Dated some guys. Got some good promotions. Started going to the gym. Got married and had a child. Lost weight. Gained weight. Found a happy medium. Actually - at times - felt positive about myself. My mom still doesn't understand why I get irked when she looks at my old high school pictures and remarks on how skinny I was back then.
A lot of things have changed in my life, good and bad. I could write a novel because there's always more I would love to say on the subject - I just wish I had seen that magazine with those models sooner and had taken advantage of some of the opportunities that I thought I wasn't good enough for. And my story's not unique.
I have a ton to say about Cheryl too - but for now I'll just leave it alone.
Being overweight is a RISK FACTOR for various health problems. That's all.
Being overweight is a RISK FACTOR for various health problems. That's all.
On "The Talk" today, Sharon Osborne slammed Tiegs for what she said about Ashley Graham yet she kept emphasizing that Tiegs was old like that was a bad thing. So, it's alright to criticize someone you think made a disparaging remark about weight but it's okay to be ageist. Oh and Osborne is 63.
I'm thinking your problems had way more to do with your cruel mother than the fact that someone like Ashley was not on a regular magazine at that time. You were treated pretty poorly by your mother over your weight. I don't understand that.