Food tastes better than skinny feels. . I’ll unpack that statement in a minute, but first a little about this photo, which honestly started with me texting @jordanerinnn
and saying “you know those annoying holding hand photos that #followmeto
originated, wouldn’t it be funny to recreate them, but like, I don’t need no man to hold my hand, and food is my boyfriend?” . She agreed it would, indeed, be funny and we shot this at @suttlelodge
back in June. And I’ve thought about it a lot, because I really do love food. I am in a relationship with food, and it’s a happy one, but it’s also a complicated one. . Kate Moss made famous the phrase “nothing tastes as good as skinny feels” and for a kid that grew up in the 90’s, this shit sticks with you. I grew up when thin was in, we even recognized how unhealthy it looked by calling it “heroin chic” and still celebrated it. When I was young, people would comment on my body all the time, I was naturally tall and thin, so I would get the beanpole comments, people would ask me if my legs were hollow, because where else was I storing my food? I was active person and a fairly fussy eater, and clearly had a fast metabolism. My mum, who is an amazing cook, would make wonderful meals, and I would eat them, maybe smaller portions, maybe less veggies (because again, fussy) and whatever, I didn’t have a bad relationship with food, but it was controlled in the normal way that parents control food (not a lot of snacking, three meals, candy on Fridays, soda only on the weekends). . But, I grew up understanding thin was beautiful, I grew up feeling pride when I was called thin. But I was also tall, I also had thicker thighs, I also had a butt. These things were not celebrated. Visible hip bones were celebrated. Clothes were supposed to effortlessly hang off your body, not be interrupted by inconvenient things like buttocks. Being a waif, being delicate, that was what you wanted. I was none of those things. . So I developed insecurities, alongside a developing bosom and ever developing curves. But I stayed thin. I felt and said mean things about people bigger than me. Thin was beautiful. Other was not. . Continued in the comments.