The Littlest Thrasher
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When obese people are at the size genetically normal for them, their energy balance and requirements per unit of lean body mass are indistinguishable from you or me or any other ‘normal’ weight individual, said Dr. Rudolph L. Leibel, M.D., now at Columbia University, whose laboratory at Rockefeller University, New York, has conducted some of the most detailed, complex metabolic research on energy balance and the biochemistry of fat. “An obese person is metabolically just like a lean person, except they’re bigger,” he said.

Sandy Szwarc -How We’ve Come to Believe Overeating Causes Obesity (via hityoutwo)

(Source: junkfoodscience.blogspot.com)

musicachick:

Warning, long-ass rant below the jump. Just some stuff that’s been on my mind lately.

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me: wow I'm fat
me: maybe I look ok
me: I AM PERFECT THE WAY I AM
me: I'm fucking disgusting I'm losing weight now
me: I am more than just my weight!
me: who the fuck cares about anything
me: I AM SO FAT.
me: idk curves are beautiful i am beautiful
me: i hate myself
ameliaulation:

thebodyloveblog:

WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions. 
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
xoxoxoxoxoox

ameliaulation:

thebodyloveblog:

WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.

If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.

This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.

This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.

This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds

This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)

This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.

This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.

MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.

I’m so over that.

THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.

and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.

GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH

xoxoxoxoxoox

glowpinkstah:

“Accurate Stereotype”

I chose this as the title because of two reasons. Besides the obvious fact that it is an oxymoron, first reason is that the typical stereotype of a fat person are as follows:

Fat people have low self esteem

Fat people are unattractive

Fat people are DESPERATE

Second reason: I am not an accurate stereotype
 

The reason we did the photo shoot was because after I wrote a blog called “Because I Am Fat, I Can’t Have An Attractive Boyfriend,” I wanted to show every single ignorant person in society that they are absolutely wrong. So in order to execute my idea, I went to my friend and amazing photographer, Ken Lew. He really liked the idea and wanted to make this work for me.

As we wall know, I am very shy when it comes to taking serious photos. Not because I have LOW SELF ESTEEM, but because I’m not used to actually posing. What I am used to is making goofy faces, and being silly all the time. Never in my life have I actually thought for one second I’d be doing what you usually only see “skinny” girls do.

I think a lot of big girls think that being confident means posting pictures of themselves half naked. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, I just feel there are ways to show your confidence with your clothes on which I think is fair to say. Being confident is a way of thinking rather than a way of doing. There will be times when you have down days, everyone has them, but the key to confidence is that knowing you are beautiful the way you are, no matter what shape or size your body is. Attractiveness isn’t a set concept, it varies from person to person, it is fluid, not restricted to a specific type of person.

Hopefully some of you think twice about the negativity you feel towards yourself and what you are capable of. Don’t feel limited because people are saying you shouldn’t be able to do what you want or be with who you love because of your size. These pictures were taken to show that you do NOT have to be skinny to be attractive. You do NOT have to be a skinny person to be with a fit person. You should NOT let society make you feel ugly, desperate, label you, or objectify you because being fat does not mean you are worth less than anyone else.

Please visit my friend, and amazing photographer Ken Lew’s page, and LIKE IT! It’d mean so much to me and I’m sure he’d really appreciate it as well!

health-and-the-fat-girl:

Made in response to this little gem: 

health-and-the-fat-girl:

Made in response to this little gem: 

shewhorollswithrolls:

bestbbw:

I love this project

ssbbw-bbw:

Pure Beauty

hey it’s me! and a lot of other people I <3

madamethursday:

[Image: A watercolor nude of a beautiful, fat person of color with light brown skin and black hair, with bright red lips, looking to the side over their shoulder.]
tangerinejones:

I met Arkady Roytman while posing for the Society of Illustrators’ Sketch Night.  His blog, Nude of the Day, started when he was regularly moderating for Sketch Night.  It’s an interesting record of an artist’s work in figure study.  You might see a few familiar names and bodies since a good number of NYC’s burlesque performers pose for SOI.

madamethursday:

[Image: A watercolor nude of a beautiful, fat person of color with light brown skin and black hair, with bright red lips, looking to the side over their shoulder.]

tangerinejones:

I met Arkady Roytman while posing for the Society of Illustrators’ Sketch Night.  His blog, Nude of the Day, started when he was regularly moderating for Sketch Night.  It’s an interesting record of an artist’s work in figure study.  You might see a few familiar names and bodies since a good number of NYC’s burlesque performers pose for SOI.

chubby-bunnies:

These are my fat thighs, with my undefined knees.
I had always hated the way they looked. I wouldn’t wear dresses, shorts (that’s my only pair) or anything that exposed them for fear of judgement. That has all been changing where I am learning to accept my body and love it all of it. I once had a woman tell me she was tattooed in order to gain confidence in her body and that the parts of her she didn’t like she just put a really awesome tattoo on. She was right in a way, I started out with my arm they are big and flabby, I put a tattoo on it and its helped me not be so ashamed of my arms. So last night I went and got an elephant on my “big ugly thigh” I haven’t ever felt so good about my thighs before. Huge confidence booster. I can’t wait to rock my thick thighs around town now!
Size 18-22 USA
I hope everyone finds something that helps them feel confident in themselves.

Reblogging for the elephant tattoo, and because I&#8217;m celebrating this woman&#8217;s confidence in herself. :) 

chubby-bunnies:

These are my fat thighs, with my undefined knees.

I had always hated the way they looked. I wouldn’t wear dresses, shorts (that’s my only pair) or anything that exposed them for fear of judgement. That has all been changing where I am learning to accept my body and love it all of it. I once had a woman tell me she was tattooed in order to gain confidence in her body and that the parts of her she didn’t like she just put a really awesome tattoo on. She was right in a way, I started out with my arm they are big and flabby, I put a tattoo on it and its helped me not be so ashamed of my arms. So last night I went and got an elephant on my “big ugly thigh” I haven’t ever felt so good about my thighs before. Huge confidence booster. I can’t wait to rock my thick thighs around town now!

Size 18-22 USA

I hope everyone finds something that helps them feel confident in themselves.

Reblogging for the elephant tattoo, and because I’m celebrating this woman’s confidence in herself. :) 

Redefining Body Image: Thin privilege must be one heck of a drug.

red3blog:

thisisyouroriginality:

sighcology:

The whole “fatshion” idea is kind of stupid.

Fashion is not the exclusive domain of “”skinny”” people, and by calling fashion for “plus-sized” people ‘fatshion,’ you’re actually promoting size discrimination by intentionally ostracising yourself from what you believe to be “normal fashion” for “normal” (skinny) people

No matter what, it’s still fashion, regardless of the size of the person wearing it. 

There’s always one, you know?

Fashion is not the exclusive domain of “”skinny”” people

That’s news to me. So how is it I can’t get my clothes at Aeropostale or Hollister?  Why is it that there are only three stores in my town of 200,000 that carry my size? And two of them are out of my price range.

by calling fashion for “plus-sized” people ‘fatshion,’ you’re actually promoting size discrimination by intentionally ostracising yourself from what you believe to be “normal fashion” for “normal” (skinny) people

No. We’re creating something for ourselves. Because we want to love our bodies and we want to dress them as we feel fit, not by societies standards. Because we want a supportive community. Because I want to look at people who look like me and think “If they can rock it, so can I.”

I’m not sorry if our FATshion hurts your feefees.  And I’m not sorry I’m a fatshionista.  So you can take your hurt thin privileged self out of our business and don’t let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya.

Yes, it was fat people who intentionally ostracized themselves from the mainstream. Clearly, we are the architects of our own marginalization. I mean, it couldn’t possibly be that we created our own spaces and vocabulary in reaction to being shut out of “normal” spaces. What a silly suggestion.

At least this person didn’t go the whole 9 yards and accuse fatshionistas of discriminating against thin people.

Nice. 

(Source: buysexual)

lastofthetimeladies:

GUYS.

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO REITERATE THIS.

FAT IS NOT A BAD THING.

FAT IS A STATEMENT OF FACT.

“You’re not fat! You’re prett - “

lastofthetimeladies: #stop #seriously #S T O P #your continual reassertion that you don’t think i’m fat/you think i’m pretty is ACTUALLY HURTING MY FEELINGS #i know you mean well but JESUS #HOW IS ANY FAT GIRL (and we’re not even talking about me here) GOING TO ACCEPT HERSELF IF PEOPLE ARE CONSTANTLY SAYING #‘you’re not fat you’re pretty’ #HOW #because you know what that phrase does? #it equates fatness to ugliness #and beyond that it perpetuates the societal belief that fat = useless and lazy and BAD #fat ≠ ugly #fat ≠ any measure of beauty #fat ≠ any measure of worth #fat = a fucking observation that one carries more weight on their body #STOP MAKING THAT SOUND LIKE FAT IS A BAD THING #FAT ISN’T A GOOD THING OR A BAD THING #IT’S JUST A THING #PLEASE JUST #STOP

thelittlestthrasher: #fat ≠ any measure of worth 

YES. Thank you. A person’s weight has NOTHING to do with their worth as a person, with their value as a person, with whether or not they are worthy or love and acceptance. NOTHING. 

I’m so sick of weight-loss shows. I’m sick of people coming out and revealing new bodies and then belittling the old bodies they once had, bodies that some of us possess. Contrary to popular belief, being fat doesn’t mean you hate yourself, it doesn’t mean you lack self-respect, it doesn’t mean you deserve to be humiliated, degraded, ignored, and dehumanized; it doesn’t mean you’re ugly or stupid or worthless, but that’s how society wants us to feel and I’m just sick of it. If I’m not dieting, if I’m not spending every moment of my life counting calories and apologizing for the size of my body; if I’m not taking the abuse and the punishment and the cruel looks and the hateful words, if I actually dare to accept myself, then I’m crucified. I’m sick of living in a world that tells me on a constant basis that I am not good enough, that if I just lose weight I will be worthy of the conditional love it has to offer. I don’t want any part of a world like that. I will fight that world and, in it’s place, I will create a new world, one that is my own, one that is made of art and poetry and feminism and compassion and intelligence and pleasure and love, love for myself and love for others, love that has no conditions and no limits, love that too many of us are denied.

Fat bodies are seen as “evidence”. People try to claim that our bodies are evidence of unhealthy behaviors, lack of willpower, lack of self-care. Then they claim that this evidence is compelling enough to make it ok to target us for shame, stigma and humiliation “for our own good”. Even more damaging, fat people start to internalize this message thinking “If I’m fat then no matter how healthy my habits are I must be doing something wrong. I deserve to be treated poorly and have my body and choices treated like public property.” This is just not true. Fat bodies are not public property, they are not evidence, and they are not a sign that we need someone to step in and tell us how to take care of ourselves. First because nobody can tell what our habits are based on our body size. Second because our health is our decision – we each get to choose how highly to prioritize our health and what path we want to take to get there, with the understanding that we may be limited by the resources that are available to us.