Another bonus of grad school over teaching: I don't have to worry nearly as much about the fact that none of my professional clothing fits! Woo! Although it does still make me kind of sad. I liked some of that clothing, man
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Sometimes, very occasionally, I'm a little bit disappointed that I don't have to dress more formally for work. I look really good in semi-formal wear, but it's rarely worth getting dressed up, especially with all of the frisbee and bike-riding that I do. If I had to get dressed up for work, I would put more effort into building out my wardrobe, and then maybe I'd wear it more often. But I suppose the plus-side is that when I do dress up, it's not expected. I've gotten some good use out of that vest. *grins
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Of course I wouldn't do dumb crash diet fads. But it's not so much physical health problems that I'm worried about. The whole skinny ideal thing is closely tied to some really unhealthy mindsets - perhaps more for women than for men, but still - and I do not want to mess with that shit. And beyond that, I don't particularly want to participate in reinforcing the message that looking the way society says you should is a worthwhile way to spend your time and energy. Which even if I didn't intend to, I would be doing. So no. Fuck that shit. I am not going to try to lose weight in any way. I am going to do what I want to do, and if I lose weight, fine. If I don't lose weight, fine. But the beauty ideal, in all its many insidious forms, royally pisses me off, and I am not having anything more to do with it than I have to
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