I hate to talk about subjects such as this one, let alone write a blog-post as I know it's an incredibly sensitive subject area - but I'm fuming and I'm sure there are lots of you that feel exactly the same.
I don't listen to chart music very much, a lot of the things I listen to have been released years back and even if it is current it's a specific artist. Anyway, I happened to be watching the music channel last night and I'm one of those people that picks up on lyrical content and I was genuinely disgusted. I listened to at least three songs shaming slimmer girls for not having curves, for not being attractive to guys...
I wouldn't class myself as slim, I definitely have curves and I am a massive believer in being confident within yourself whether you're a size 4 or a size 18, it doesn't matter. No one should be made to feel shit about themselves, whether they have big boobs or little boobs, a bum or no bum...it disgusts me that women feel its okay to make others feel shit about themselves just to boost their own confidence. Let's put it this way, there's a lot in the media slamming women for being bigger sizes and there's absolute outrage over it, so what on earth gives people the right to reverse the scale and shame slimmer women? A lot of people have no control over their body shape, weight or appearance - it's genetic. Obviously, you can loose weight, tone up, gain weight - but some people were born a size 6 or a size 14 and that's not their fault. Let's be honest, once boys grow up [takes a while in some cases] they all develop their own individual types and not all of them are the same as what the media portrays, some guys like taller, slimmer girls, some guys like curvier girls. Whether you have a tummy, chunky thighs...whatever, you will always be someone's type and that is such a wonderful things.
I totally understand the reason behind the lyrics to these songs, generally in the media slimmer girls are held on a pedestal over curvier women and there are a lot of celebrities that have been fighting to have curvier figures held in more regard, but that shouldn't be done through targeting smaller sized ladies. Why can't lyrics focus on being confident within your own skin, be accepting of all different shapes, sizes and races instead of pinpointing a particular type of body frame and shaming it.
Personally, I suffered from an eating disorder and people shaming each other for their weight has always resonated with me. Whether it's full on bullying or subtly, anyone made to feel insecure about themselves makes me so angry. I've mentioned in blogposts before but I think it's incredibly important for people to learn to dress for themselves, to feel confident in their own skin and that'll radiate through.
I sent a couple of tweets earlier today on this subject, but I wanted to expand my thoughts in a post. I'm not writing this to hate on anyone, I know the media is set in it's ways and it'll never be centred on producing a positive image and message to men and women. There'll always be a lack of confidence and pressure when it comes to us gals as well as guys and our body images, both put upon ourselves as well as others but it just really makes me angry that it's suddenly become a competition within lyrics as to what kind of women a guy would be more interested? Let's be honest, guys have it pretty tough too - men in the media are often shown to be in the peak of fitness and guys are just as insecure about their tummys are us gals.
All in all, I'm just trying to say that we're all equal regardless of our appearance and it's ridiculously unfair for a celebrity to promote the message of what kind of body figure is better than the other or that guys would prefer it, size shaming is disgusting. Regardless of who you are, no one ever has a right to tell you how you should look, what size you should be anything.
I'd love to hear what you think. Are you bothered, do you agree with what I mentioned in this post or disagree?
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Sunday, 31 August 2014
Thursday, 14 August 2014
THE END OF AN ERA
So, that's it. Education done and dusted as of 8:30am this morning. The last 24 hours have been insane.
As some of you may know, at the start of this year I made the decision to not go to University. I've never been very academic as well as knowing inside that even if I did go to University, I wouldn't be able to get the grades needed for the only course I'd ever considered actually doing...I just knew I was ready to leave education and see what real life had to offer. I'm of the mind that there was no point doing a degree for the sake of it, especially if I wasn't going to pursue a career in that area. Ever since September of last year, I've had a part-time job in a certain high street store that I wear rather a lot [hint hint] and I am super lucky that as soon as I finished my exams at the beginning of June I was offered a full-time position. In a way, that definitely lifted the pressure because I knew that I was already in a secure job and it'd be easier to get another one, rather than fight to get a job in August with whatever results I landed.
Results. I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting anything incredible. I took loads of resits this year and that on top of the stress of A2 exams alone was just hideous. They're not anything to be shouting from the rooftops, believe me some of my mates have come out with straight A's and are heading off to Cambridge University, which is crazy and I'm so proud of them, but for me - just that fact that I stuck out two more years of education when I hated it so much - these grades are a huge achievement for me. I can sit here all day and say how if I'd focused more, or revised more they might have been different but I can't change it. So, overall at AS Level I have: English Literature - C, Sociology - C and a Certificate in Financial Studies, then full A Levels I got Media Studies - C, Religious Studies - D and Psychology - E. I may not have passed at an A* but I have technically passed all my A Levels, just not very well.
I've always been honest on my blog and this to me is the end of an era. I'm not an overly emotional person and today I found myself having a little boohoo on a rather busy train. Sixth Form has genuinely been the best time two years of my entire life. It sounds cliche but I've really found myself in these past two years, not only aesthetically have I become comfortable in my own skin [which having suffered from an eating disorder in the past is a huge leap] and developed my own personal style that I love, I've grown up so much and evened out. In the past two years I've gained so much life experience and independence. I've met the most amazing people. Honestly, it makes me so sad that in September we'll all be scattered across different parts of the country but the memories we've all shared and the fact we've grown up together means the entire world to me and I won't forget a second.
I started Sixth Form in 2012 in a dark place and I was really lost, but two years on I couldn't be happier with the person I've become. I am a believer in finding your own way in life, some people know what they want and how to get it straight away and then there's people like me that take a bit longer. But you will find it, it'll come to you when you least expect it. I never in my wildest dreams expected to take A Levels, let alone at 18 years old walk into a full-time job two days after my final ever exam, I never thought I'd have this little blog that means the world to me and the prospect of a career in fashion or for that matter be in the position to move to central London in 2015.
I don't ever say it enough, but I am incredibly lucky. My Dad, that means more to me than words can describe has supported me through everything. He is my idol, having to take on the role of Mum and Dad definitely isn't easy but he's an amazing human being with the biggest heart and I am so proud to have him as my Dadda. I can't express the love I have for my friends, the friends I spent secondary school with that followed me through to Sixth Form and those that I met on the very first day or the last - you've made me laugh and cry and it's been...I don't want to get too emotional or soppy, but it's genuinely meant more to me than I can explain.
It may well be the end of an era, but this is how it starts [sneaky little 1975 quote there] and it's so true. I'm 18 years old and I have my entire life in front of me. I am so excited to see where the next year takes me and I love that I'll be able to document every little moment on this blog so that in ten years I can look back and it'll all be here, every thought, everything.
Too anyone that got their results today, I genuinely cannot wish you enough luck for whatever is next for you. If you're feeling a little lost or scared of the future, I promise it'll all fall into place and there will be ups and downs but it'll be well worth it.
I'm off out to celebrate the future along with my intelligent best-buds that I couldn't be more proud of. Thank-you for all your views on this blog and if you follow me that means so much.
See you in my next post guys,
Gabi xxxx
As some of you may know, at the start of this year I made the decision to not go to University. I've never been very academic as well as knowing inside that even if I did go to University, I wouldn't be able to get the grades needed for the only course I'd ever considered actually doing...I just knew I was ready to leave education and see what real life had to offer. I'm of the mind that there was no point doing a degree for the sake of it, especially if I wasn't going to pursue a career in that area. Ever since September of last year, I've had a part-time job in a certain high street store that I wear rather a lot [hint hint] and I am super lucky that as soon as I finished my exams at the beginning of June I was offered a full-time position. In a way, that definitely lifted the pressure because I knew that I was already in a secure job and it'd be easier to get another one, rather than fight to get a job in August with whatever results I landed.
Results. I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting anything incredible. I took loads of resits this year and that on top of the stress of A2 exams alone was just hideous. They're not anything to be shouting from the rooftops, believe me some of my mates have come out with straight A's and are heading off to Cambridge University, which is crazy and I'm so proud of them, but for me - just that fact that I stuck out two more years of education when I hated it so much - these grades are a huge achievement for me. I can sit here all day and say how if I'd focused more, or revised more they might have been different but I can't change it. So, overall at AS Level I have: English Literature - C, Sociology - C and a Certificate in Financial Studies, then full A Levels I got Media Studies - C, Religious Studies - D and Psychology - E. I may not have passed at an A* but I have technically passed all my A Levels, just not very well.
I've always been honest on my blog and this to me is the end of an era. I'm not an overly emotional person and today I found myself having a little boohoo on a rather busy train. Sixth Form has genuinely been the best time two years of my entire life. It sounds cliche but I've really found myself in these past two years, not only aesthetically have I become comfortable in my own skin [which having suffered from an eating disorder in the past is a huge leap] and developed my own personal style that I love, I've grown up so much and evened out. In the past two years I've gained so much life experience and independence. I've met the most amazing people. Honestly, it makes me so sad that in September we'll all be scattered across different parts of the country but the memories we've all shared and the fact we've grown up together means the entire world to me and I won't forget a second.
I started Sixth Form in 2012 in a dark place and I was really lost, but two years on I couldn't be happier with the person I've become. I am a believer in finding your own way in life, some people know what they want and how to get it straight away and then there's people like me that take a bit longer. But you will find it, it'll come to you when you least expect it. I never in my wildest dreams expected to take A Levels, let alone at 18 years old walk into a full-time job two days after my final ever exam, I never thought I'd have this little blog that means the world to me and the prospect of a career in fashion or for that matter be in the position to move to central London in 2015.
I don't ever say it enough, but I am incredibly lucky. My Dad, that means more to me than words can describe has supported me through everything. He is my idol, having to take on the role of Mum and Dad definitely isn't easy but he's an amazing human being with the biggest heart and I am so proud to have him as my Dadda. I can't express the love I have for my friends, the friends I spent secondary school with that followed me through to Sixth Form and those that I met on the very first day or the last - you've made me laugh and cry and it's been...I don't want to get too emotional or soppy, but it's genuinely meant more to me than I can explain.
It may well be the end of an era, but this is how it starts [sneaky little 1975 quote there] and it's so true. I'm 18 years old and I have my entire life in front of me. I am so excited to see where the next year takes me and I love that I'll be able to document every little moment on this blog so that in ten years I can look back and it'll all be here, every thought, everything.
Too anyone that got their results today, I genuinely cannot wish you enough luck for whatever is next for you. If you're feeling a little lost or scared of the future, I promise it'll all fall into place and there will be ups and downs but it'll be well worth it.
I'm off out to celebrate the future along with my intelligent best-buds that I couldn't be more proud of. Thank-you for all your views on this blog and if you follow me that means so much.
See you in my next post guys,
Gabi xxxx
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