Beach Body Ready

http://mashable.com/2015/04/28/language-worldview/

Have you seen this?

This is fucking awesome and proves just how far our thinking has come.

There is an ad in London advertising some magical weight loss potion protein thingy.

You know, magic beans.

Anyway it has a photo of a ‘perfect’ model and says, Are you beach body ready? Encouraging people to take the potion to become like her so that they are then ready/acceptable to be on the beach.

The response to which has been an overwhelming, fuck off, everybody is beach ready! We are awesome as we are.

They have been defaced and protested. There’s a petition with 40,000 signatures, it’s all over twitter, facebook etc. It’s blowing up.

This is great.

What is not great, is the proteinworld response. The model is an acceptable weight, everyone should have goals to be fit and look good etc. I mean seriously you have to read them to believe them.

Though really, what do you expect from an industry that survives by lowering people’s self esteem and generally telling them they are not good enough.

In case you havent got the message yet, you are.

In the words of my gorgeous friend Joy, “I don’t know any average women. All the women I know are beautiful talented and awesome.”

Indeed.

Are you beautiful or average?

http://time.com/3773858/dove-choose-beautiful-average-door/

This experiment puts up two doors where women can choose which one they walk through. Beautiful or Average.

Most women choose average. No surprise there, right?

There are some great moments when the mother takes her daughter through the beautiful door and a woman pushes another woman in a wheelchair through the beautiful door.

These women are doing parenting and friendship right.

It also makes me think, we do see our friends and family as beautiful often more so than they see themselves this way. And of course the same goes with our friends views towards us.

I would have chosen the beautiful door. Not because I have a huge ego or think I am better than anyone else, but because that’s how I choose to see myself.

Which door would you have chosen?

The thing is, you can choose beautiful in your every day life.

Walk through that door when you pass a mirror, or when self doubt creeps into your mind. Walk through that door when you wear that slinky black dress or your bathing suit. Hell walk through it when you’re at home in your trackies (Maybe with your eyes shut.)

Walk through that door and take someone else with you.

You can start by telling someone they are beautiful today.

Then tell yourself the same thing. After all, that’s what a friend would do.