Jan 01 2012
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Cotton Candy in Sleeping Beauty’s castle!
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Fuck yeah, donuts!
Dec 30 2011
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I eat, bitch!
Being thin and vegetarian, I get flack for my weight all the time. It is just as insulting when your “friends” decide to ambush you with an intervention because they think you have an eating disorder based on your weight. Yes, I am a size zero. No, I am not anorexic. In fact, I LOVE CHEESE AND CARBS. Look, I eat deep fried breakfast!
Dec 28 2011
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Me, dressed as Dr.Girlfriend, eating a super yummy fried ice cream sundae.
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The First Word
Hello, and welcome to the first post on my new Tumblr, Go Eat A Sandwich. As I have stated on the side-panel in the “About” section, this blog was made out of frustration and as a response to the ignorant stance on a fictionalized “size zero crisis”.
I have always found it ridiculously insulting for someone being able to think it’s acceptable, or even polite, to call me out on being skinny. “You’re so skinny!” is about as polite as someone saying “You’re so plump!”. It’s not appropriate to comment on someone’s size, and I never do. When you think you’re complimenting me by reminding me of my size (trust me, I’m aware I’m 5’7” and 115lbs), you’re really making me feel uncomfortable because I’m now aware of you acknowledging something that I might not be secure with.
I have been thin my entire life, minus that weird phase when I was 9 and a bit chubby, and I have eaten every single day of that life, healthily. Sometimes, too much, really. I remember the first time it was mentioned to me how thin my arms were, and all of a sudden I became very insecure with my body. They were really thin. And when I looked around at school, I wasn’t as filled out as my classmates. And they were really fucking mean about it. I wore baggy clothes to try and look bigger. I felt like I had to eat twice as much to disprove terrible rumors of having an eating disorder, and my dad tried to force me to eat meat because he blamed it on my vegetarianism. It was awful.
I know I’m not the only healthy, skinny girl out there and I’m sick of people trying to make us feel bad because we’re some sort of “ideal size” which I think is garbage. Beauty has no bounds or limits. There is no perfect. And really, we all have shit about ourselves that we can’t stand. I’ll be honest, I hate my profile. Something about my cheeks and nose just make me scrunch my face up. Seriously, I just did it while I was typing about it! So here is a call for all the skinnies being crushed and conditioned to feel bad about their natural size. Send me your pictures of you eating disgusting cheeseburgers! I want to see you finish that huge fucking steak (and I don’t even like meat). Did you seriously order a milkshake after that huge meal? AWESOME! SHOW ME! You go eat a sandwich and show everyone what’s up!
