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Written by Anna
I'm going to make a zine about body image. It's called Tell me about your body in 10 words or less.
You can participate by filling in the Google Form here
Her name was Sunshine. She was lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. All her life she has struggled with the same idea - I'd like to be like that girl in the magazine. I guess that if I’m like her I will be happy-
Although Sunshine was a pretty normal size girl, every time she checked her reflexion in the mirror, she disliked her body and perceived herself larger than she really was.
She used to cry and pray- Please God, help me to lose weight , I’ll do whatever you ask me! I’m ashamed of myself! I don’t want to be like I am. I’d be so happy if my wish came true!-
That day after having repeated the same words Sunshine fell asleep. When she opened her eyes she was in another place. She was climbing a ladder that seemed to have no end. Everything around was blurry and white as clouds and a light emerged from the top of the ladder. She heard a soft warm voice coming from above that said -I have heard your petition. Do you want to be happy, right? You want to feel accepted and loved.
-Yes, indeed - She whispered, while still climbing, surprised and curious to discover who was behind that voice.
Do you think you will be happy if you look like that girl in the magazine? The voice asked
-Yes indeed I do- she replied
So the voice said those words that would transform her life forever - I will make you like her then but in order for you to make a clear decision of what you want to become, you need to pass through another trial.
Her eyes opened wide, she stopped going up of the ladder and quickly answered Oh! Whatever!
The voice continued -You need to face that which you fear the most since you are a little little girl.
What is it? Sunshine afraid articulated.
- I'll make you look like the one you don't want to be. Afterwards, you could be like a model if you wish.
Although it was a very unexpected response, Sunshine pondered it was worthy anyway.
So when Sunshine woke up in the morning she thought - what a weird dream! -She sat on her bed and saw her reflection on the large mirror hung on the red wall. She couldn't believe it! It was true she looked 50 pounds heavier!
She thought she was still dreaming -I want to wake up right now, she wished-
But everything was real. She was afraid that she might stay that way forever but she remembered that it was only momentary.
She went to the kitchen and saw Rick, her boyfriend who was there to take her to work. He was cooking breakfast for her. She felt ashamed when she saw him but he said - Darling, even when you wake up you look amazing! She then realized that for him she has always been in that shape.
-Wow! He still loves me even though how I look! He must be the one- She thought.
They happily ate their delicious meal and laughed most of the time. Suddenly she noticed how relaxed she was - Thanks for this wonderful moment Rick!-
But a second thought came and she said - Oh no! I Ate too much! - Immediately feeling as if her body grew a little larger.
-Don't worry baby, you are great just as you are! - Rick stated while staring at her with eyes of love
She made a fake smile remembering in that instant that she had to go to work.
She didn't know what to wear! She quickly chose the first dress she tried on.It appeared that no clothes fit her. When she got to her office, everything seemed as it used to be but people were more smiley and jokey than usual.
She asked to her best friend- Loli, why is everybody so friendly?
she replied:- Oh well! Miss personality! As if you never joke around, you are the soul of this office girl! -
The fact of her being so overweight seemed to have created an appealing friendly personality, which she was already before but not at that high level.
Although sometimes they teased her about her weight and how much she ate, she felt accepted and loved but still she was sad inside.- I don't like myself -she thought.
That evening, when she got home she had a mix of emotions. Her actual appearance didn't please her at all, she felt self conscious, cried and shouted - I hate this body, I don't want it any more! Why would you want me to be this way now? Why would you want me to suffer this way?- She fell asleep while crying.
Next day she woke up and rapidly remembered the day before, she looked at her hands, they seemed normal, skinnier maybe? She sat right away and looked her reflection on the mirror! She laughed and laughed! She couldn't believe how slim she was. She faced herself side ways in front of the mirror pushing the skin of her stomach, totally amazed.
- Wow! I'm so good looking! I think I can be a winner and totally happy now-
She went to the kitchen looking for her boyfriend. He wasn't there as he usually was.
She received a phone call - Hi honey, I'm at the gym, I won't have time to pick you up today-
- Who is this?- She replied
- C'mon Sunshine, it is me, Mike-
Oh no! Se thought - Where is Rick?-
Mike was the best looking guy when she went to college. He only went out with beautiful girls and was very selfish to her opinion.
Although not having Rick in this “skinny” life worried her much, it didn’t take her out of the excitement of being this new woman! She wanted so badly to use those clothes that only slim people could use!! And she was wearing them today! Besides, she had a business cocktail in the evening and she decided to wear that red dress she had always dreamt to use. She felt she just looked good in everything she chose. Her breakfast was an orange and a cup of milk. Although she was hungry, she was afraid to gain weight. Now that she was in this great shape, she wouldn't ruin it.
She got to work and people were slightly friendly to her. She looked at her best friend Loli but she didn't seem to care about Sunshine's presence.
She was getting into her office when Rose, a coworker she never really talked with, came and said - Hey girl! You look good, are you still dieting?-
Rose started to speak about diets, exercise and the "bad shape" of everybody in the office. Sunshine wasn't feeling comfortable with the conversation and softly stopped it and started to work.
Some minutes after she went to the bathroom only to see herself in the mirror. I look so good, she thought. But wait, I could have a skinnier waist and I could exercise more so I could have a much better six pack.
She went back disappointed, still she wasn't satisfied of her appearance! -What is it with me?- she said to herself. Besides although her peers were nice at her, it wasn't the same.
It seemed that Sunshine had hidden behind her beautiful body and her personality was not as noticeable as the day before.
That evening she went home again with a mix of emotions again. She put on her red dress but she wasn't happy as she thought she would be. She then realized that going to the cocktail wouldn’t be that satisfactory. She was very disappointed and hopeless. Why? It was supposed to be great! It was supposed to be as it should! I don't care about this body anymore! I want to be myself - she shouted crying over her bed.
Suddenly Sunshine was again on that ladder without end with the shiny blurry white around. She wanted to get to the top. She had to talk with that mysterious voice she heard before. The voice said: Sunshine come! And in a matter of a second she was in the most weird place she’s ever been. There was no floor. She was floating in an empty place with many different colours moving around, making waves. Without a place where to hold her feet, her movements were random and she wasn’t able to control them. She felt utterly confused and anxiously shouted -where am I? where are you? -
-You are in the infinite place, a place where everything is possible, don’t be afraid- the voice stated.
The voice sounded as blissful winds running through all her body that made her weak but strong because she had to stop resisting.
She took a deep breath conscious of that flowing air going through her. She then started to have a better control of her body. This mysterious, soft and powerful voice made Sunshine enter in profound peace that overcame the sensation of being in that strange place of not knowing.
Sunshine you won’t see me this time but you can feel that I am here, everything is perfect.
Tears of joy ran down her cheeks, a striking realization came to her mind, everything was perfect! She didn’t need to be afraid.
She was floating and saw that her tears faded away and disappeared into those colours she had never seen before. She felt an easiness on her body. Everything flowed naturally and she just left her self be guided by the shiny wind that was moving around her.
From far she saw two silhouettes approaching. The closer they were the more Sunshine realized that those two people were herself in the 2 different shapes she experienced the days before. She was amazed but not scared.
The skinny Sunshine said -Do you want them to think you are beautiful so you are loved, accepted and popular?-
-Well I suppose I do- Sunshine shyly replied
Skinny Sunshine continued- I never really felt it. Even though people tell me I am beautiful, I don’t believe it. I think Im still not enough. I laugh at those that have a larger body but deep inside of me I just want to be normal. I want to enjoy the food I eat, I don’t want to be expected to look always “perfect”. I want people to love me because what I am and not because how I look like. I am tired of being someone else's expectations. I am tired of being a preconceived idea in someone else's head. I want out of this crystal world of lies. I wish to stop pretending what I am not. If you thought that there was a secret knowledge that thinness would bring you or some magic that would make you more succesful, really loved and accepted, you are not looking in the right direction. I have what many women want but I don't have the end result of what they actually want. I don't really feel loved, accepted and happy. Not even me approve myself.
Sunshine stayed quiet, no words came out of her mouth while she stared at her thin reflection talking to her. She completely absorbed those spoken words and understood them since in fact, she herself was the one speaking.
Then she looked at big Sunshine. She smiled and said- well, I think we are not too much different among us! I felt the same that you "thin woman". But I felt so rejected by people thinking that I'm not enough! that I eat too much therefore I lack of discipline. Why do they care so much about it? I’ve heard that some people think that I look gross and it was so so sad to me! I don’t even know why I care so much about what they think! I just do care! and it hurts! I am so ashamed of my figure! I don’t want to be this way! but I can’t manage to eat less! I’ve tried uncountable times but I haven’t been able to make it! It makes me feel even worst and as a loser! But for some reason, I have come out with this great funny personality that hides my weight! So I actually know I am loved and somewhat accepted in that exquisite level as you “ dear skinny" want to feel…. So if I'm loved why do I still feel rejected? Is it mainly myself who is rejecting me?
Sunshine said- since I was a little girl I was told that I shouldn’t be fat, “that’s wrong"! I decided. Besides, being like these women on Tv or magazines! They look so successful and happy! I thought that if I was like them… tears ran down her cheeks again.
-This idea has been sold to my mind that being thin was the only way. I didn’t even ask why, I just believed it. My brain has been filled out with someone else’s ideas that were never mine and I fall in this trap, what a shame!!!! -she furiously accentuated.
-I have now experienced to be the one I feared the most, the one I wished the most and being myself a pretty average size girl. In these 3 occasions I’ve felt miserable! I now see my weight has never been the source of my happiness, I see that all this time, the main one rejecting me was myself. I now see that my frustration was all in my head! -She said it having an aha moment that brought her to joy in tears!
-I am free! I am free!! I am not slave anymore of someone else's opinion about how I should look. I am free to be myself and to raise up my head and to think I am worthy.
The voice said: Sunshine, you are beautiful just as you are, and it is not a coincidence that you look the way you do. The color of your eyes and hair, the sound of your voice, the way you smile, how much you weight. They didn't come from unaware genetics.They all make part of your story so you can shine your light during your life in that special way you do. If you could only feel grateful of how you are right now, it would be everything you are looking for! You would be happy.
Sunshine smiled living with great intensity that right moment, in peace, in total bliss. A moment that changed her life forever. After that, she could love and accept herself. She stayed in her normal usual weight, she didn’t care if her abdomen was not flat nor if her waist was small. She was free indeed. She helped many women around the world to break free from the chains of that "old thought", that is what it became just an "old thought". Finally she could shine her light in that special way she used to do.
Written by Katy Lopez ( Seen through Love)
Sooooo, I guess once a week was ambitious as far as posting progress. Also, I have been very frustrated and struggling with pressing on.
It has been 23 days since I posted www.flickr.com/photos/sadandbeautiful/2551267351/
Happy birthday to me!!! I'm an old old woman of 26 today (and I have more issues than I did when I was a wee awkward lass. O well.)
I've decided to take my 26th year one day at a time. One breath at a time. One worry at a time. Today's issue: body image. I'm working hard to prove to myself that I am womanly, that despite my very boyish hips I can be alluring and I can be attractive. Despite my love of cussing and video games and nerdy past times, I can occasionally have the grace and disposition of a lady. I don't want to be the skinny, plastic mannequin that American society has decided women should be, but I do feel that my lack of hips and lack of badunkadunk makes me less appealing to the person I want to appeal to. I need to re-educate myself -- I used to only worry about pleasing myself, and that gave me the confidence to attract others. I need to remember that I'm the most important person when it comes to judging my beauty.
BLAH BLAH BLAH. A very merry unbirthday to you!
Title Credit: "Fake Plastic Trees," Radiohead
Advanced Fine Art Concepts assignment on social commentary and your personal opinion based on past events/experiences in life.
This poster is dedicated to all the girls in the world. Always remember that you are beautiful, too!
Blogged at: tiffanygholar.blogspot.com/2014/03/you-are-beautiful-too....
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WP Theater presents the world premiere of STUFFED by Lisa Lampanelli. September 23-November 6, 2016. Jackson Gay directs. Starring Ann Harada, Zainab Jah, Lisa Lampanelli, and Jessica Luck. Additional material by Ashley Austin Morris #StuffedPlay
For tickets and more information: wptheater.org/show/stuffed/
It's been a while since I've taken any photos at all, but a melancholy music playlist and a lazy Sunday afternoon light from the window asked me to shoot.
Top Left Photograph
unknown, _Two Girls in Chairs_, photograph, 1970, Greta Kenney Collection, Tucker, Georgia.
Top Right Photograph
unknown, _Grandmother and Grandfather_, photograph, 1938, Greta Kenney Collection, Tucker, Georgia.
Bottom Left Photograph
unknown, _Ladies in Chairs_, photograph, 1940, Greta Kenney Collection, Tucker, Georgia.
Bottom Right Photograph
unknown, _Family Photo_, photograph, undated, Greta Kenney Collection, Tucker, Georgia.
The body image of women has changed drastically since the Victorian Era. During the Victorian Era curves and a small-corseted waist lines were emphasized. “There was a strict stratification of dress according to status, and women in general were used to quite a limited palette of colors.” (1) Long hair was the trend and deviations were unlikely. The first revolution in the appearance of women occurred in the 1920’s. Motion pictures and other forms of entertainment highlighted the newest fashions and were extremely influential. Women chopped off their hair, which was seen to be a symbol of femininity. Waistlines were also changed immensely. Before the 1920’s a corset was worn which emphasized the small waist that was seen to be ladylike, but the new fashions called for more of a boy-like, straight, and box-like shape for the body. Cosmetics also became popular and hemlines were raised to new proportions that would have been considered indecent in recent years. In the 1930’s make-up was worn almost always and bright red lips were increasing popular. By the 1940’s women’s curves were accentuated again and by the 1950’s a woman was expected to uphold a softer and more feminine image. Dresses were worn that accentuated the bust and legs. Another fashion and appearance revolution occurred in the 1960’s. The ideal of mod fashion and make-up was increasingly popular and gave women the look of youth and almost a child-like state. Girls wore heavy make-up that made their eyes look huge. The mini shirt or mini dress was very popular as well as bohemian and “hippie attire” or “flower power attire.” The body of women also disregarded their curvature once more, “overnight they went from sporty, elegant and definitely womanly, if a little slimmer than before, to gangly, waif-like girls with huge staring eyes and the rounded uncoordinated limbs of children.” (1) A trend that occurred in the 1970’s was the extreme layering in clothing and the punk revolution. Hair was worn at all different lengths and usually permed and full of volume. In the 1980’s fitness was stressed as well as a more natural make-up. Fashion was more self-expressive and individualistic. “The body is a consuming project for contemporary girls because it provides an important means of self-definition, a way to visibly announce who you are to the world,”(2) and the image of women has done just that-proclaimed through appearance the changes that women have undergone throughout history.
Mulvey, Kate. Decades of Beauty. New York: Reed Consumer Books Limited, 1998.
Brumberg, Joan Jacobs. The Body Project-An Intimate History of American Girls. New York: Vintage Books, 1998.
Love, Barbara. "Feminists Who Changed America: The Second Wave." Urbana, IL: University Vol. 28. Issue 32007 23-24. 12 02 2008 .
Taft , Jessica. "Girlhood, Identity, and Power." Feminist Collections: A Quarterly of Women's Studies Resources Spring2007, Vol. 28. Issue 37-10. 13 02 2008 .
For more information on the evolution of Women's fashion visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fashion.
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"I wish I could find words to explain what this kind of cold is like – the cold that has somehow gotten in underneath your skin and is getting colder and colder inside you. It isn't an outside sort of cold; it's a cold that gets into your bones and into your blood and it feels like your heart itself is beating out the cold in hard bursts through your entire body, and you suddenly remember that you have a body because you can't ignore it anymore. You feel like an ice cube. You feel like you're naked and have fallen through thin ice on a lake and are drowning in the ice water underneath. You can't breathe.”
Marya Hornbacher, Wasted.
I wish I had words of my own. Might turn this into a series.
Also, I have been taking photos everyday, I've just been not happy with them.
Jennifer Lawrence's take on mean people. I like her. Not my image, just an inspired quote on Vogue's new photo of this awesome actress!
It's amazing how we can find ways to torture ourselves. As if life were not difficult enough, far too many of us agonise over who we are. I suppose it's most common that woman have a negative view of their body, more so than men. Maybe that's true, but I am at least one male who has suffered from total insecurity about my body for one reason or another. Maybe that sounds crazy- maybe it is crazy. Why do I do make things harder on myself by doing this? I'm not sure. I just fear not being good enough.
Why do we do this though? How many hours, days, months, years does the average (yes average even!) person spend fretting about this? Or worse, acting upon it in harmful or obsessive ways? Why can it not be good enough to be healthy and living life as best we can? I'm sure this kind of shit has been the ruin of too many good and beautiful people. Will we ever progress from this?
Lately, I've been doing a lot to break through my insecurities and fears. I've got a long way to go still, but I want to do it and I feel it's in me. Of course, it's essential to be doing it for oneself, but it's always good to have someone else in mind when that falters.
I hope I can do it. I hope that anyone who knows what I'm talking about can as well. We deserve better.
It nurtured beautiful little Perla; it bore her, naturally, into the world; and it nourishes her physically and emotionally. I can honestly say that I have no issues with my body any longer.
(Belly cast made March 12, 2007 -- one week before Perla was born.)
This is a piece about unhealthy body image and anorexia in models in the fashion industry. Not only models but also young people in out society. To create the image I used pencil ink watercolour and a computer.
The Doll Project is a series of conceptual digital photographs that uses fashion dolls to embody the negative messages the media gives to young girls. Though it would not be fair to blame it all on Barbie, there have been many instances in which she has come dangerously close. I chose to use Barbie dolls because they are miniature mannequins, emblems of the fashion world writ small, a representation of our culture's impossible standards of beauty scaled to one sixth actual size. The little pink scale and How To Lose Weight book are both real Barbie accessories from the 1960s. They are recurring motifs in the pictures in the series, symbolizing the ongoing dissatisfaction many girls and women feel about their weight and body image. The dolls' names, Ana and Mia, are taken from internet neologisms coined by anorexic and bulimic girls who have formed online communities with the unfortunate purpose of encouraging each other in their disordered eating. With each passing era, Ana and Mia are younger and younger, and the physical ideal to which they aspire becomes more unattainable. They internalize the unrealistic expectations of a society that digitally manipulates images of women in fashion and beauty advertisements and value their own bodies only as objects for others to look at and desire.
Read more about the project here:
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女人为什么有乳房？2014.02.18 星期二导语：女人有乳房才能分泌乳汁，但如果仅仅是为了哺乳，人类女性像其他哺乳动物那样只在哺乳期出现“临时乳房”就足够了，似乎没有必要长这样的乳房，因为实际上“永久乳房”存在不少弊端。人类乳房既然如此“中看不中用”，为什么它们还会进化成这样呢？作者：百度知道网友 铁冰（植物病理学博士生，科学公园作者）看到本文的标题时，大多数人都会不假思索地回答：这还用说？当然是因为哺乳的需要。的确，以前的人类婴儿像所有哺乳动物的幼崽一样，要靠取食母乳存活，而女人有乳房才能分泌乳汁。但问题没那么简单。和其他哺乳动物相比，人类女性有着非常独特的乳房。其他哺乳动物（包括我们的各种灵长类“表亲”）的雌性只在怀孕和哺乳期间才会产生隆起的“乳房”，一旦哺乳期结束，她们就恢复成“太平公主”，直到下一次怀孕、哺乳，才又重新具有“乳房”。唯独人类女性自进入青春期之后乳房就开始发育，不管是否怀孕、哺乳，直到老年她们都一直具有“永久性”的乳房（尽管其尺寸大小存在个人差异）。人类乳房为什么如此“与众不同”？这一直是生物学家非常感兴趣的问题。如果仅仅是为了哺乳，人类女性像其他哺乳动物那样只在哺乳期出现“临时乳房”就足够了，似乎没有必要长这样的乳房，因为实际上“永久乳房”存在不少弊端。乳房的组成物质大部分是脂肪，它的生长需要消耗大量营养。在食物匮乏的远古时期，长一对“永久乳房”无疑是非常奢侈的，宝贵的食物热量应该用于更加重要的生命活动。远古女性担负着采集野果、照看老弱的重任，有时还要逃避野兽的追捕；胸前挂着两团“累赘之物”会增加行动上的不便，降低工作效率，甚至可能令她们葬身于狮爪狼腹。此外，丰满的半球形乳房还容易把婴儿口鼻堵住，致使他们窒息（其他灵长类的“乳房”结构就非常便于幼崽吮吸）。人类乳房既然如此“中看不中用”，为什么它们还会进化成这样呢？众所周知，乳房是女性的第二性征，它们不仅是哺乳器官，还具有对男性产生性吸引的重要作用。“大波妹”能让男人垂涎三尺，广告、杂志、影视节目等经常用胸脯丰满的女性形象来吸引男性的眼球。乳房较小的女性会感到自卑，有的还为了增加魅力而到处寻找“丰胸妙方”，甚至不惜对身体大动干戈，通过隆胸手术让自己“挺起来”。女性性吸引力的生物学意义并不仅在于促使两性交媾和生育。人类由于没有固定的发情期，其频繁的性生活可作为一种情感纽带，有利于男女之间形成和维系相对长期、稳定的一夫一妻关系，因为父母双方都必须投入大量的时间和资源，这对人类幼儿的抚养至关重要。女性拥有“永久乳房”，能让她们较长久地吸引住男性配偶，使其留下来和自己一起养育孩子，而不是“做完”就走。关于人类乳房的性吸引功能，英国动物学家、人类行为学家德斯蒙德•莫里斯（Desmond Morris）在其科普名著《裸猿》一书中认为，四足行走的灵长类（包括人类的祖先）交配时采用“后入式”，雌性在发情期以凸起的臀部和发红的阴唇（均位于身体的后面）作为性信号来吸引雄性；而人类直立行走、采用面对面的交媾方式后，就要把展示性信号的器官转移到身体的前面——进化出隆起的乳房和鲜红的嘴唇，作为臀部和阴唇的模拟物来吸引男性。既是“累赘之物”又是“性感信号”，女性乳房的这种特点让我们很容易想到雄孔雀那庞大、华丽的羽翼，那是生物学家经常用来阐述“性选择”这一概念的经典例子。雄孔雀花哨的大尾巴“中看不中用”，但正因为雌孔雀偏爱跟开屏开得更大更美的雄孔雀交配，后者就能留下更多的后代，在进化上更有优势；而羽翼较小的雄孔雀不具有遗传优势，逐渐被淘汰。性选择使得雄孔雀的羽翼越来越大、越来越花哨。另一方面，也使得雌孔雀对这样的羽翼越来越偏爱（对其不偏爱的雌孔雀无法留下更多的后代，会逐渐被淘汰），直到“花哨大尾巴”的进化优势和它的害处（易被天敌发现、猎杀）达到平衡为止。同样的道理，性选择不但促进了女性乳房的进化，也塑造了男性对乳房的“性趣”。但是，为什么偏偏用“累赘之物”来作为“性感信号”呢？这可用以色列进化生物学家阿莫茨•扎哈维（Amotz Zahavi）在1975年提出的“不利条件原理”或“累赘原理”（Handicap Principle）来解释。生物个体通过展示其不利条件来向其他生物体（尤其是同种异性个体）炫耀自己具有优秀的基因——雄孔雀展示其累赘的大尾巴，其实就是在向雌孔雀们夸耀：“瞧，我付得起那么昂贵的代价，用大量额外的能量来生长出奢侈的大尾巴，说明我的营养条件好极了，而且异常健康，没有寄生虫。另外，我拖着这么笨重的玩意还能行动自如，逃过天敌的捕杀而生存下来，这一切都说明我天赋异禀，有着非常棒的基因，实在是你们首选的交配对象。”人类女性的永久性乳房也是对不利条件的一种展示，它们实质上“曲线”地向男性炫耀了女性个体良好的营养条件和健康状况，这归根结底是拥有优秀基因的体现。生物个体的这种炫耀是一种很有效的“广告”，因为它是诚实的——生物个体的有利条件（例如有钱、对爱情忠贞等）本来是吸引异性的主要资本，但他们展示出来的“有利条件”很可能是伪装的，可以用来骗取异性个体同意与之交配；而“不利条件”无法伪装，这就真实得多。玩蹦极、抽烟、酗酒、吸毒等危险的或危害健康的人类行为，本质上也是“通过展示不利条件来夸耀优秀基因”，有着进化上的意义。以哺乳为基本功能，然后在性选择的作用下进化成“永久乳房”，这是否完整地回答了“为什么女人有乳房”这个问题呢？还没有。此问题还包含了一个非常值得探究的谜团。现存的灵长类物种除人类外都没有“永久乳房”，而人类由所有灵长类的共同祖先进化而来，该共同祖先是没有“永久乳房”的，那么人类出现“永久乳房”的过程，可谓“无中生有”。在某个足够久远的时期，人类也曾跟其他哺乳动物一样仅具“临时乳房”，它们只在怀孕、哺乳期间才会隆起。众所周知，雌性在怀孕、哺乳期间是不能再次受孕的。因此一个雌性个体如果胸前隆起，就等于是在告诉雄性：“我现在不可能怀上你的孩子，和我交配只会徒劳地浪费你的时间和精子。”而雄性也会避免跟这样的雌性交配。由此容易推知，远古时代的男人曾经有着与今天的男人截然相反的对乳房的“口味”，他们只喜欢有可能受孕的“太平公主”，却对隆起的乳房毫无“性趣”，甚至比较抵触。因为如果有男性居然偏爱跟乳房隆起的女性交媾，他们就无法留下自己的后代，其基因会遭到淘汰。于是，这就产生了一个值得思考的问题：在基因变异导致人类出现第一批具有“永久乳房”的女人之后，数量很少的她们是怎样神奇地让男性对乳房的“口味”产生了一百八十度大转变，变得愿意甚至偏爱和她们做爱，最终竟然在进化上彻底淘汰了数量占绝对优势的仅具“临时乳房”的女人，以致今天地球上所有的女人都拥有“永久乳房”？导致对女性乳房形成性选择的“第一推动力”究竟是什么？由于我们无法乘坐时间飞船返回遥远的过去查看当时的进化事件，乳房也无法形成化石可供研究，这很可能将永远是一个谜。因此，我们只能泛泛地猜测。人类是智慧生物，也许第一批具有“永久乳房”的女人恰好都非常聪明，她们更善于勾引或说服男人和自己做爱；她们体内雌性激素水平更高，这可能更利于生育，且使得她们性欲更强，在性事方面更积极主动，这就有利于她们把自己的基因传播下去。也许，当时有些男人暂时没有寻得更好的配偶，为了发泄性欲，便将就和她们嘿咻一番；或者她们的性格和品质很受异性爱慕，男人们以为她们的乳房过一段时间后会恢复平坦，从而“恢复”受孕能力，因而宁愿浪费一次有效交配而跟她们做爱，先“勾搭”上以图长期发展——反正后来她们成功地怀孕了。另外，也许“永久乳房”曾在某个时期对当时的环境具有更好的适应性，自然选择曾对“永久乳房基因”比较青睐……。总之，经过若干代，具有“永久乳房”的远古女性数量越来越多，逐渐取代了原来占优势的仅具“临时乳房”的女性。这样一来，便对男性形成了巨大的选择压力——男性“被迫”进化出“认为隆起的乳房是性感的”之特性；而原来只喜欢平胸女人的男性都没能留下自己的基因，被进化之手淘汰了。男性进化出对乳房的性欲之后，反过来对女性形成了性选择，于是具有永久性乳房的女人越来越多，且女性的乳房越来越大，而男性越来越觉得乳房具有吸引力——今天地球上所有的男人都是远古时第一批喜爱永久性乳房的男人的后代。女性乳房的进化是一个偶然的事件，它深刻地改变了女性和男性的生物学特性，因而在人类的进化历程中意义非常重大。 女人有乳房在今天看来是个最正常不过的现象，但由此遥想多少万年前人类男女之间那场曲折缠绵的“乳房博弈”，感受生物进化那令人叹为观止的奇妙，是否也算得上一种“赏乳之乐”呢？http://zhidao.baidu.com/s/daily/2014-02-18/1393445776.html 来自http://wangyts.diandian.com/post/2014-02-18/40061048415
Day 67
November 11, 2011
Self Image
"Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it." -Confucius
I took a photo of my belly button ring today. I got my belly button pierced when I was 15. My mom signed the paper with the promise that I would never pierce my face. I got the ring to remind me to always be beautiful to myself. Most people who know me would know that I don't normally have my stomach out in the club or even wearing bikinis at the beach. It's not that I think there's anything wrong with that and maybe sometimes I wish I was just a little thinner, either way I just don't do it. I think at this point in my life I'm more comfortable with my body than ever. I do have to admit though, that the popular image of what an American female should look like does at times get me feeling pretty worthless. I even thought twice about posting this photo. I try to focus on what a real woman is and that includes so much more than six pack abs and great cleavage. I focus on why I got this ring and how much life has changed since then...how much more of a woman I am. No photo shopped magazine cover image can take that away. I'm sending out some love to women of the world..ALL shapes and sizes...Feel Beautiful.
fat girl is a 1/4 size zine dealing with body positive imagery and writing, specifically where fat is concerned. FG is a 1/4 size, 20pp zine. this zine is photocopied in black and white on text weight paper. it is hand sewn with a japanese stab binding, and a heavy weight thread.
fat girl # 10, subtitled 'we are stylized beauty', is an issue of FG that deals with the body, directly, and images of the body, specifically the 'supersize' body. there is some nudity within the pages, as well as drawings and text, per usual!
excerpt: "we are flesh, bone, muscle, tissue, fat. we are short, tall, round and square. we are lined folded, rolled, marked, and memorable. we are old, young, scarred, and smooth. we are varied and we are worthy."