Recognizing Your Body in Someone Else
Why can we think that someone else’s body, that looks similar to our own, looks great but we don’t think the same about our own?
I’ve been getting a lot of comments about this recently. You recognize your body in my body. You think my body looks good, but you pick apart your own body parts.
I recently posted this video of myself working out, in a bathing suit, on my Instagram feed.
I don’t post about working out in a bathing suit in hopes that you think my body looks good. I think that about myself and that’s enough.
Is it uncomfortable for you to consider that a woman can think that her body looks good/great/perfect as it is?
I do think it can be powerful to see pregnant bodies as they are. Untouched. Unfiltered. In positions that are other than staged or meant to minimize the appearance of cellulite.
Things that have helped me over the past few years: look at bodies that are different than your own. For me, it’s been important to look at fatter bodies. Bigger bodies. To challenge my own fat phobic stories. Bodies of different races. Older bodies
Find these bodies in real life. Social media. Magazines. Pornography that takes a feminist gaze, or centres the pleasure of femmes and women.
I’m interested: are there parts of your body that you think look really fucking great? Can you recognize that today? Maybe you felt better about it yesterday? What are they?
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