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*logorrhoea n pathologically excessive and often incoherent talkativeness or wordiness, prolixity [Gr logos word + roia flow, stream]

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Thursday, January 03, 2008

Diana Zuckerman, president of the US National Research Center for Women and Families, recently said that if marketing could turn the post-pregnancy body "into a socially unacceptable thing, think of how big your audience could be and how many surgeries you could sell them". In short, making women believe that their bodies look disgusting after childbirth is a marketing man's dream. [Source]


Fuck, quite frankly, that. Now I don't want to come over all Velveteen Rabbit on you, but I'm perversely proud of the evidence of baby-bearing on my body: varicose veins, wobbly bits and all. And particularly of my wonky c-section scar, which I consider a battle wound (the Aztecs, apparently, believed that two categories of person achieved glory in the afterlife: men who died in battle and women who died in childbirth, and quite right too, I'd say). And anyway, without youth-preserving surgery doesn't everyone sag and go lumpy in the end? At least if it's due to the 'ravages' of motherhood it's sagged in a good cause. Buy a better bra and get over it.

1 Comments:

I quite agree! I have scars of life, not yet of childbearing. But I am still proud of these, they show I have lived! A road map if you will.

I would rather go to my grave wrinkled and saggy than to be found 100 years later as a skeleton with silicon bits lying on top, yeuch! What a horrid though.

By Blogger Scarlet, at 4:26 AM  

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