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I first remember hearing the phrase 'real women have curves' when I was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

It was around the time the backlash against Size 0 began and suddenly thin was out and curves were in. 'Real women have curves', don't you know?

I hate that saying.

A real woman can be curvy, she can be skinny, she may have voluptuous hips and boobs and thighs or she may not. She might have a large bust and slim hips; she might have a round butt and a smaller top half.

Real women come in all different shapes and sizes, and two people who wear the same dress size can have very different proportions.


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Rather than celebrating this diversity, it seems many media platforms are set on pushing the idea we should aspire to look a certain way. Back in 2006-7, it was all about trying to squeeze into the equivalent of a UK size four. Then they changed tack and you were only real if you could fill a bra (although you still weren't supposed to be plus-size).

I think that's why the 'real women have curves' saying gets to me so much. When it first became popular, I was an insecure teenager with AA boobs and the smallest hint of a waist. My two best friends at school were (and are) beautiful and voluptuous, and I felt like a little boy when I stood next to them.

(It worked the other way too. They were reading and hearing that anything over a size 10 was fat and felt like they were too large in comparison. In reality, all three of us were normal, healthy girls who just happened to have different body types.)

I was already feeling anxious about my body and then I kept reading that in order to be real, I should have the curves that had so far eluded me. What was I, a fake woman?


While my bra size did increase a little, I've remained fairly petite in stature and gradually I've come to love the way I look (on a good day). It turns out there's a lot to be said for self-acceptance and for taking the time to look after yourself. My body works the way it should and that's something to be thankful for.

You can't celebrate one type of appearance by trashing another. Our bodies are all different and that's a wonderful thing. Wouldn't life be boring if we all had the same cookie-cutter appearance?

I see a lot of mixed messages around. There's more of a focus on health these days (all the #fitspo and green juices) but I still see magazines with covers about celebrities who are sad because they've either lost or gained a few pounds. Does this really warrant a front cover? It's not news; it happens to everyone at one point or another. Leave them in peace.

Have you ever had a similar experience? What are your thoughts about body confidence and self acceptance? Let me know in the comments.

Real Women Have Curves

I first remember hearing the phrase 'real women have curves' when I was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

It was around the time the backlash against Size 0 began and suddenly thin was out and curves were in. 'Real women have curves', don't you know?

I hate that saying.

A real woman can be curvy, she can be skinny, she may have voluptuous hips and boobs and thighs or she may not. She might have a large bust and slim hips; she might have a round butt and a smaller top half.

Real women come in all different shapes and sizes, and two people who wear the same dress size can have very different proportions.


(source - Pinterest)
Rather than celebrating this diversity, it seems many media platforms are set on pushing the idea we should aspire to look a certain way. Back in 2006-7, it was all about trying to squeeze into the equivalent of a UK size four. Then they changed tack and you were only real if you could fill a bra (although you still weren't supposed to be plus-size).

I think that's why the 'real women have curves' saying gets to me so much. When it first became popular, I was an insecure teenager with AA boobs and the smallest hint of a waist. My two best friends at school were (and are) beautiful and voluptuous, and I felt like a little boy when I stood next to them.

(It worked the other way too. They were reading and hearing that anything over a size 10 was fat and felt like they were too large in comparison. In reality, all three of us were normal, healthy girls who just happened to have different body types.)

I was already feeling anxious about my body and then I kept reading that in order to be real, I should have the curves that had so far eluded me. What was I, a fake woman?


While my bra size did increase a little, I've remained fairly petite in stature and gradually I've come to love the way I look (on a good day). It turns out there's a lot to be said for self-acceptance and for taking the time to look after yourself. My body works the way it should and that's something to be thankful for.

You can't celebrate one type of appearance by trashing another. Our bodies are all different and that's a wonderful thing. Wouldn't life be boring if we all had the same cookie-cutter appearance?

I see a lot of mixed messages around. There's more of a focus on health these days (all the #fitspo and green juices) but I still see magazines with covers about celebrities who are sad because they've either lost or gained a few pounds. Does this really warrant a front cover? It's not news; it happens to everyone at one point or another. Leave them in peace.

Have you ever had a similar experience? What are your thoughts about body confidence and self acceptance? Let me know in the comments.
Happy New Year!

I know there's a lot of scepticism surrounding new year's resolutions but I find them to be a good motivator for getting things done. I'm sharing them this year, so this is what I hope to do in 2015:


Get Shit Done
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Focus on what's important to me

At the risk of sounding cheesy, 2014 brought with it a lot of life lessons, some of them harsh, and I feel like I have a better understanding of what matters to me because of that: my family, my friends, my degree and potential career plans, staying healthy, and working on this blog. These are the things I want to make time for.

Speak up

I'd be the first to admit I'm terrible at speaking up for myself. I'm shy and introverted, and I get worried about what I might say, even if I know exactly what I'm talking about.

This year I want to push myself to step outside my comfort zone and actually say something. My creative writing classes will be the perfect place to do this; we're always discussing each other's work.

Get stronger

I lost a lot of weight when I first went to uni and exercise wasn't a priority; I just didn't have the energy or the motivation. I did a few gym sessions here and a few gym sessions there, but nothing consistent.

As I began to feel better I started to become interested in fitness again, gradually building up to doing more and more. I stopped going to the gym and started doing Blogilates workouts instead, which I much prefer.

This year I want to increase my upper body strength (it's dreadful) and my core strength, as well as maintain the strength I have in my legs.

Get more work experience

This was one of my resolutions last year and it proved to be an excellent stepping stone towards knowing what I want to do with my life. This time I want to take things a step further and maybe get some kind of internship, although I'm not sure where yet. I just want to learn more.


Do you make new year's resolutions? What are they? Let me know in the comments.

New Year's Resolutions 2015

Happy New Year!

I know there's a lot of scepticism surrounding new year's resolutions but I find them to be a good motivator for getting things done. I'm sharing them this year, so this is what I hope to do in 2015:


Get Shit Done
(source)

Focus on what's important to me

At the risk of sounding cheesy, 2014 brought with it a lot of life lessons, some of them harsh, and I feel like I have a better understanding of what matters to me because of that: my family, my friends, my degree and potential career plans, staying healthy, and working on this blog. These are the things I want to make time for.

Speak up

I'd be the first to admit I'm terrible at speaking up for myself. I'm shy and introverted, and I get worried about what I might say, even if I know exactly what I'm talking about.

This year I want to push myself to step outside my comfort zone and actually say something. My creative writing classes will be the perfect place to do this; we're always discussing each other's work.

Get stronger

I lost a lot of weight when I first went to uni and exercise wasn't a priority; I just didn't have the energy or the motivation. I did a few gym sessions here and a few gym sessions there, but nothing consistent.

As I began to feel better I started to become interested in fitness again, gradually building up to doing more and more. I stopped going to the gym and started doing Blogilates workouts instead, which I much prefer.

This year I want to increase my upper body strength (it's dreadful) and my core strength, as well as maintain the strength I have in my legs.

Get more work experience

This was one of my resolutions last year and it proved to be an excellent stepping stone towards knowing what I want to do with my life. This time I want to take things a step further and maybe get some kind of internship, although I'm not sure where yet. I just want to learn more.


Do you make new year's resolutions? What are they? Let me know in the comments.

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Beth, 23, South East England. I'm a writer with a love of books, lipstick, and the Oxford comma. I love beauty and I also love animals, so I only buy, use, and feature products from cruelty-free brands. (Seriously though, I am the person who stops to fuss over every dog she sees.) You can also expect posts about vegan/vegetarian food, and plenty of musings about life as a 20-something. Want to get in touch? Email me at beth.toasty@gmail.com

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