Hey Fatty, there’s a weight limit on leggings & skinny jeans.
There’s this super cool, Aussie chick named Natalie. She describes herself as follows;
“I am a fancy lady: a bombastic beehive of peroxide, sass and anxiety. A creative bon vivant who proudly calls Brisbane home, I draw, design and advocate for fat acceptance. I think we should be friends.”
So, there’s Natalie, just strumming along, going about her business with the type of enthusiasm that is purely contagious, and then some jack decides to hit her over the head with a huge ass, hate filled sledge hammer. The hand on that hammer was some Facebook groupie that decided to post her picture with the hilarous quote “there’s a weight limit on leggings and skinny jeans.”
Never mind the fact that Natalie is beautiful. Or amazingly creative. Or an inspiration to all women of size. Or that she is smart as hell, just listen to her response to this attack;
No one should be harassed, mocked or attacked for wearing clothes (or NOT wearing clothes). There is absolutely no weight limit on leggings or skinny jeans. There is, however, an abundance of people who are falling into a trap of being way too invested in what other people do, and wear. Why do they care so much? Probably because it gives them a sense of being better than other people, but that is a terrible foundation to build one’s self esteem upon.s by putting other people down, therefore reinforcing arbitrary beauty standards.
I reject those arbitrary standards. I reject the imaginary line between skinny and fat, the line that’s a size 6 for some people and a size 14 for others. And if you’re friends with a fat person, they lose 4 imaginary dress sizes on the basis of that friendship
I reject the beauty ideal. I reject the idea of the “flattering outfit”. I reject the gender binary. I reject being ladylike. These standards are not nobel things to uphold – they trap us, and constrict us. They push us into target markets so we can be sold things more easily. And while I can say with 150% gusto that I reject these things, I can’t help but toe the line sometimes without even realising. Societal conditioning is that strong, it’s that pervasive.
If those words don’t inspire YOU to BE YOU, I am not sure what will. We need more Natalie’s in the world to show the rest of us what it is to have some class and to not be AFRAID, because we only go around once in this life you know? Are you being YOU or are you hiding so the bullies don’t notice you?
Time to step out and kick em’ in the ass,