GET IT, LEX.
It’s funny how Natalia went from this:
‘I come from a poor background,’ Vodianova told the carefully vetted crowd of fashionistas and their critics. Anna Wintour, the editor of American Vogue, sat to her right. ‘I ate because I wanted to stay alive, and it never occurred to me to think of food in any other way.’ In 2000, when she arrived in Paris at the age of 17, she discovered that her fellow models were obsessed with weight. ‘At first I kind of sneered, thinking that this would never affect me. But as I began working, I began paying attention to my body shape for the first time … Eating was secondary. But I found a lot of new friends who were living the same lifestyle, and things were far too exciting to worry about it.’
At 19, Vodianova gave birth to a son and quickly became skinnier than ever, impressing the fashion world. At five foot nine, she weighed only 106 pounds, her hair was thinning, she was anxious and depressed - and she was a runway star with her first major advertising contract. After a friend confronted her, she sought help and got healthier, adding a few pounds. But when she got up to 112 pounds, her agent sat her down: Designers were complaining she wasn’t as thin as she used to be. ‘I defended myself, saying it was crazy to consider measurements like 33-27-34 to be normal. I think because I was one of the girls most in demand it helped me to be able to forget the incident quickly. On the other hand, it makes me think that if I had been weak at the time, I can really imagine how it could have helped me endanger myself.’
The models she had met on her way to the top, she told the audience, were more malleable. ‘They were very young, a lot of them were very lonely, far from home and their loved ones. Most came from poor backgrounds and were helping their families. They left their childhood behind with dreams of a better life, and for most of them, there was nothing they wouldn’t do to live those dreams.’
To the post below… “Come on, guys! It’s better to be skinny than to be fat!” I am actually irate right now.
“Come on, guys! It’s better to be skinny than to be fat!” And with that, I am officially OVER Natalia Vodianova. How STUPID can you be.
It’s bad enough that she’s condoning the message high fashion models send by being thinner than 99.9% of the population, but the fact that she believes that models eat well and exercise to look the way they do is completely dumbfounding. Don’t make a blanket statement for all models in the industry. Maybe you’re lucky, Natalia, maybe you can run a marathon once a year without training, but don’t you dare make a statement that young girls will hear that tells them they should look like supermodels.
Dear Thinspiration Blogs,
At first I didn’t really understand you. I mean, I’d heard of the “pro-ana” blogs that lurked in dark corners of the internet, encouraging starvation and promoting anorexia. But thinspiration blogs are more mainstream. You show up on the Pinterest homepage in the form of…
I love me some K. Kloss, but the recent Vogue Italia spread shot by Steven Meisel featuring Karlie made me sick to my stomach. Not because I’m personally offended by Karlie’s super-thin body or visible hip & collar bones (like some are), but because many girls and women who don’t look like that will think, “Wow, this is what you have to look like to get into a fashion magazine? Wow, my body is horrible/awful/fat/disgusting/you-fill-in-the-adjective.”
Now, it’s not my place to judge whether or not Karlie is healthy, so for argument’s sake, let’s say she is. She’s 19 years old. She’s still a teenager. Our bodies change so much throughout our lives, especially after puberty, after we’ve fully developed and our body begins to settle into its new home. How can Vogue Italia feel good about claiming a teenager has THE “body” (as evidenced by the editorial’s title, “Body by Kloss”).
Young girls growing up today don’t realize that bodies change. Why? Because older women are buying into the notion of staying teenager-thin. THAT’S NOT HEALTHY.
I want to write a more informed, researched, and eloquent post about this topic because it really FIRES ME UP, but I have to go to my last class of the semester, peace out girl scouts.
So it’s been pointed out to me that it’s kind of funny that I posted a photo and recipe for a deep-fried Taiwanese dessert right after being selected to compete in SHAPE Magazine’s Best Blogger Awards. Which — okay, fair — that post does indeed seem ironic when one is supposed to be…