I am walking around in our chaotic apartment carrying Dylan sleeping in his BabyBjorn. Reading all your comments on this post makes me more determined than ever that I want to do anything in my power to change the way I see myself. And to do my best to help diversify the general beauty ideals, even if it feels completely overwhelming.
“Thank you. I had my baby 6 months ago and my belly looks very much like yours. I am having a hard time adjusting to it. It is taking a lot of time and effort, not to reclaim the ‘perfect’ abs I used to be so proud of, but to own and learn to love my body as it is now. How tyrannical the image culture we live in is never as palpable as when we give birth. All of a sudden very little about us fits into the norm anymore. When we embrace it, it is extremely liberating, I find. Good luck, and keep on loving!”
This is a comment that Julia left on my belly post. I think it puts words on so many of my thoughts and feelings. It really is tyranny. A while back I was watching the documentary Miss Representation. It stated that women spend more money on beauty products than on education. What can I even write to point out how much that pains me?
A quote I read said “If women would wake up one day and decide that they liked the way they looked, image how many businesses that would go out of business.” Is that the reason we are fed everyday with pictures that make us feel bad about ourself? Is that the reason, money? And me working with fashion am a part of it. So my next question is: how can we change the image of ourself? How do we help young women to love their bodies from the start instead of hating them? How do we make everybody see that wrinkles, stretch marks, scares and cellulites are just about life painting our bodies?
Pic: The first time held Dylan in my arms.