Thursday, August 25, 2005


The nice man at the bagel cart I stop at every morning has referred to me as "skinny" twice this week.

Tonight I'm going shopping with my dear friend PT, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed ballerina who, despite the fact that she is nine inches taller, wears the same size I do.

No wonder my body image is so fucked up.

Thank goodness I have such a great rack.


Anonymous Big Dan said...

You know I'm sensitive about my weight...........

2:58 PM  
Blogger Sangroncito said...

I'm staring at that body chart and wondering where I fall.....I think I'll obsess about this now.

5:10 AM  
Blogger Anna said...

Hooray for nice racks! Hooray!

12:49 PM  
Anonymous Jen said...

Looking at that chart makes me think I'm anorexic...not skeleton anorexic but somewhere in the middle.

You and I both know that despite looks I'm more like a bulemic binger who forgets/refuses to throw up afterwards.

That chart sucks, where's our catagory? "small gals with big boobs who could out-eat you."

4:20 PM  

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