Women and Body Image – A Brief History of the Masculine and Feminine

Women and Body Image – A Brief History of the Masculine and Feminine

Boulder, Colorado, is home to what is perhaps the world’s largest live in collection of triathletes, rock climbers, parkour nerds and yogi fanatics. When I lived in Brighton, in England at the age of 18, the thing you did when you wanted to meet up with a friend was you went to the pub and drank a few pints. Here when you meet up with a friend, you going hiking on one of the many trails that lead out of (or through) the city. Otherwise you go to the local organic store and chat over a raw smoothie of some sort. The culture of being in your body, eating well and being active is HUGE here.

Perhaps this is why many of the women I speak to talk about feeling huge pressure to be a certain way in their body. To be zero fat. To have the triathlete body. To be a tiny weeny leany machine-y. The thing is though…

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Things feel transparent today

Things feel transparent today

The sheets coiled around her. The silk asiatic robe she had fallen asleep in twisted around one half of her body, leaving her breasts exposed to the ceiling. She snuffled into her own wild locks and pulled the sheets and robe back over her again.

What was the time? The light was already filtering in through the suburban forest outside her wall sized windows. Green leaf light. Morning light. Light with a tinge of extra red. It seemed nostalgic somehow. But it was early. She knew that. Good. She was tired of late starts. Good to get up early. She could do yoga for once.

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