No, you don't have a fat arse!

If that title sounds familiar - it could be because you've seen it here before. This is a re-post, thanks to my pal, Ruthie :)

It's from the days when I actually wrote stuff in this blog, wayyyyy back in March, 2010 - and who knows, maybe I'll be inspired to write again! Hahahahah!

Do give this a read, and go here, to see the comments some of my friends made. I tell you, they are special people!

From: Saturday, 20 March, 2010


When I was about 11, I remember over-hearing an uncle's wife (no, she's not my 'aunt' just because my uncle 'thought' with his nether regions and married her. No issues here at all, eh? ;) saying that I had my mother's bum! That was a double-whammy, but I'm not going to go into that.


What it did do - that unkind, and true-to-form bitchy comment - was to warp my stupid, young mind, and leave me with a negative body image for most of my life. Of course, my mother herself felt she had an indian bum that needed to be covered with long blouses, or the sari, or whatever else. Like a piece of cloth over it would make any difference and give her a nice chinese bum?!  Dream on, mummy! Hahahah!


Yennyways, over the years I've had my battles with my lovely veena shape, and it's only recently, with the courage that menopause has bestowed, and a brain that's finally kicked in and spoken louder than the other idiot that advised me (myself), I finally learned that it is ok to be different.


And oh yes, my daughter - she sure had a lot to do with how I see myself! You look good, ma - she'll say. And after a bit, I guess I started to believe her. (Yah, Chuan always says that too, but somehow, I just feel he is sooo biased! And anyways, I'm always 'beautiful' to him, even when I'm sweaty and in raggedy shorts and a lop-sided tee! So, you can see, can't you, why he so doesn't count?!)


Anyways, back to Larnee: She has such a positive body image! And I don't know if I can take any credit for that. Although I did warn my mother to never say she was fat, or had a big bum (she doesn't) or make any other disparaging comments about her body to her (like she did to me). 


And for the longest time, I believed that mum behaved. But apparently not. Because Larnee later would tell me that granma would often call her a 'fat lump' - which is a common term dripping from the lips of members in my family lah!


But, even despite a granma who should've known better, Larnee has turned out perfect! With a confidence and a flair I wish I had - but am just as pleased to see manifested in my daughter :)


So, if you have a little girl, or a not so little girl, or a wife, or a sister, or the whoever who rules in your world - tell her that her body is beautiful just the way it is.


I will be  54 this year. At this age, how I look matters little to me. That I am alive to look the way I do - now that has more meaning!!!


Yennyways, most of the time, we're all covered up, aren't we? So who's to know about the lump, or that bumb or that muffin that's wayyyyyyy over-flowing that top?!!! 


And if they do know... SO effing WHAT??! How does it change their lives to know? And more importantly, how does it change yours???!!!


Only recently, I wrote in a new pal's blog: I have more years behind me than I have ahead of me, and I'd like to make these good years, these years ahead.


And if you're reading this, and you're already an old geezer - well, show it to someone young and say: you look great! As do the women in the pictures below. Beautiful - albeit 'flawed' in the eyes of so many, who need to see stick-thin wafers, but with humongous boobies (??!!!) tripping anorexic-ly  down runways, or negativing up on their tv screens.


Larnee sent me these images, taken from here and here. Go see some beautiful bodies and know that so many woman actually look lovely like that - yet think we're ugly.


If you can, do something about that, k!

And, even more lovelies . . . .