Just wanted to give due props to a metapost by Betsy “Funky Fat Girl” Henning about body image (originally on Magpie Girl’s Blog).
Last week, in yet another show about dieting, I heard Oprah say that she had wasted a large part of her 30’s worrying about food and weight. I’m thirty-seven. Only three years to go before I am undoubtedly, irrevocably ‘grown up.’ Will I still be carrying the neuroses of a thirteen year old? Will I still automatically convert calories into sit ups? Will I still waste precious minutes feeling guilty? Will my body remain my enemy?
I am so tired of being stuck in Jr. High.
This reminded me of two memorable quotes I’ve heard from other guys that may shed some light on the male approach to body image…
- “We should all be glad women are much more forgiving about dating fat ugly guys than we are about dating fat ugly women…”
- “Of course if we had to wear our dicks out in the open like women’s breasts, every guy would have penis enlargement surgery…”