Why we're all obsessed with being thin AGAIN
Featuring the most controversial article I ever wrote (which nearly got me cancelled - for the first time)
There’s been stirrings in the skinny-o-sphere recently. Victoria Beckham, the eternal, enduring poster girl for slenderness, told
that, while she doesn’t count calories, her diet is “disciplined… This is how I look. I’m going to make the best of it, work hard at it,” in the new issue of Grazia. This came relatively hard on the heels of Sarah Jessica Parker – whose whip-thin frame literally embodied the ideal on a high status uber glamourous New York aesthetic through six seasons and 94 episodes of Sex and the City – telling beauty entrepreneur Caroline Hirons “I don’t like being thin… I would prefer to have weight but that's just the way my body works,” on Hirons’ podcast. Both things reminded me the issue of thinness is never far from our (most obsessive) thoughts – is it? Never not alluring, triggering, captivating, enraging?