I work with a woman who is obsessed with her looks and her size. At a 30-something average she believes that fake boobs, botox and zero calorie count will win her immorality.
Meanwhile I roam the halls with one boob and a good attitude.
Go figure.
Thanks to my dearest of dear friends Undine I now know what's what in the way of body image. Enter my new best friend Hida. Seriously. This girl is all that. And her best friend is an odd dog. What could possibly be better?
Thank you Hilda. Thank you Messy Nessy. And especially thank you Undine. On a bleak and barren Friday, all y'all brought joy to my quiet, weird, bizarrely silent corner of the world.
Header: The great and glorious Hilda wasting her time on a scale
4 comments:
Ah, yes, Hilda did seem to have a lot more joie de vivre than any models around today--of any size.
Sorry to hear the work environment isn't as great. Who knows? Perhaps you'll prove to have a beneficial influence on the fake-boobs-and-botox-set.
"Go Figure." Nice one, Pauline!
So good to hear from you again, too. Thank you for the link to Hilda - what fun! I enjoy her sense of wonderment and glee and she certainly brought a smile to my face :)
Beauty is all in the head...the mind, the eyes, the spirit (OK, some mark that as residing in the belly - but it starts - and ends - in yer "3rd Eye").
Ye'll always have that in spadefuls...the others may be spiteful, but perhaps they will be mindfull and learn...
Hilda is awesome, Pauline... And so are you you!
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