I’ve had an epiphany which isn’t really an epiphany at all, especially given that I knew it all along.  Yet somehow, it’s finally sunk into my crazed little mind.
Photos on and within the covers of magazines have been highly doctored.
(I know, I know.  You’re going to say, “Duh.  Tell me something new, Angelique.”  I get it.)
Yes, I understood this was the case for many years, but over the past few days, I’ve found myself standing in line at the grocery store, looking at popular publications and literally asking myself (silently, so as not to attract too much attention, of course), “I …read more

As I was indulging in this piece of drivel about the new 90210 starlets’ shrinking bodies, I was again struck by the realization that I have no idea what’s thin, what’s fat and what’s normal anymore.
I look in the mirror one day and say, “Okay, I look pretty healthy.”  The next day, I can barely glance at my image.  I have literally had to avoid looking at myself before I take a shower so I don’t start to obsess too much.
When did we get such a skewed view of what’s healthy, what’s appropriate?  When did size zero become a viable …read more