An interesting thing happened last night. There is an unnamed person of some unspecified relation to me. We shall call this person Chad, assumed to be male. I randomly generated a gender, and then randomly generated a common name of that gender. Chad’s name and gender are my best effort to give absolutely no information. Chad was not being rude either. Chad was well-intentioned and familiar with my preference for information over politeness. He held my best interests at heart.
Chad told me that I ought to lose some weight. He said that when I sat slumped over, folds appeared in my skin, and my stomach bunched up. I said that I believed fat content to be a better measure of health than weight, and he agreed. I asked him what percentage of body fat did he think was optimal. He answered, well, less is better, isn’t it? (It is not.) He said that I did not have that much muscle (this is true), and that for me, weight is a pretty good indicator of fat content. I agreed to this, and also to using weight as a measure of fat content for myself.
I made a big show of not looking it up beforehand and asked Chad where he thought I was, relative to a healthy weight. He answered that he believed I was straddling the line between healthy and overweight.
For reference (nudity censored in MSPaint): front and profile.
Actually, I had looked into this some years prior. I did have some idea what was the healthy range for a person my height, and I knew that I was well within it. I found a website that calculated ideal weight from two different sources and a recommended range from an additional two sources. I picked this site by typing “ideal weight” into Google and taking the first thing that turned up; I was not picking and choosing which site I used. In fact, I was within 5 pounds of both given ideal weights and towards the lower end of both recommended ranges.
I already knew this. I know I’m nowhere near overweight. I don’t need people commenting to reassure me either. I know what is a healthy range, and I know where I am compared to that. I am not offended, and I don’t feel fat, or any of that.
However, I am very greatly surprised. I know that the portrayal of women in television, in cartoons, and generally in the media is inaccurate, but I didn’t quite realize how very pervasive it is. To the point where men and women do not know what ordinary women look like. To the point where someone can be well within normal weight, and people (including themselves!) will believe they are overweight.
But, Chad protested, the women portrayed are attractive. Being thin is attractive because it is difficult to attain, so it shows discipline. My response is that I don’t think this is the reason people find thinness attractive. I think it is a justification: an excuse used to justify it. I think attractiveness is judged the moment you look at someone, and you don’t sit there thinking, wow that person must be really disciplined. I think the real reason people find thinness attractive is because that’s what they see, everywhere, from the day they start watching TV.
I don’t know what shows are popular, so I picked some whose names I know. Here is the main cast of Firefly. Four of them are women; all four of them are slender. And again: the Gossip Girl characters. The anime Kanon: nine girls with differing heights, hairstyles, and breast sizes, but all the same skin tone and the same narrow waist. The Disney princesses. That’s the overwhelmingly prevalent body type. Nearly every movie star and TV star looks like that. That is “normal”. That is “attractive”. Anything else is suboptimal. Girls should strive for that.
But of course, very few people do look like that. That’s all a young girl sees, and she believes women look like that, and she looks different. What will she think? What will the people around her think?
Maybe she’ll look at her normal body and feel overweight. Maybe she’ll pursue an idealized this thing. Perfectly well-intentioned people will suggest that to her in her own best interest, because they don’t know any better.
Sarah Robles is the strongest woman in the U.S., training full time, on her way to the Olympics for weightlifting. She’s built so much muscle; she’s probably among the healthiest people in the country. She’d be a great role model for girls to eat healthy, work hard, and pursue dreams with a passion. She’s living on $400 a month because companies don’t care to sponsor her, because she doesn’t look like the prevailing notions of beauty.
I knew that our perceptions of female bodies were skewed, but I didn’t realize how far it was, that this is the perceived borderline of overweight. It sort of makes the world seem like a scary, unreasonable place for girls to live, and the girls themselves vastly more likely to be angsty, unstable creatures than I’d previously thought. Well I think normal-weight people don’t need to feel inferior to movie stars and cartoons. Maybe they are perfectly healthy as they are.
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