Weapons of mass body-image destruction are everywhere these days – on the side of a bus plastered with a 7-foot high image of a girl with an 8-pack, who is unlikely to be menstruating. At a yoga class, where the “spiritually evolved” teacher has a fake pair of everything.
Even on the back of a friggin' toilet door in a shopping centre where you think you’d be safe… boom there’s a pharmaceutical ad for weight loss drugs. Featuring a photo of a normal looking woman high-fiving her GP whilst standing on a set of scales, apparently in celebratory mode having lost some weight. Because I need to be told how fat I am whilst taking a dump. Thanks alphapharm!
So if you’ve managed to rise above this bullshit, you deserve a huge fucking round of applause. Because it’s not easy to dodge constant body image-destroying bullets and self-confidence cannonballs, all day, everyday.