I’m sitting here in the
Jardin du Luxembourg, in the heart of Paris, thinking of anything but homework.
The sun is shining, the Parisians are happy and as for me, I am listening to
amazing music from the 80’s. I’ve been living in this city for a month now and
I am enjoying each moment as much as I can.
I wanted to write a post
about Paris, but each time I sat down and started to write, I would get so lost
in my thoughts because I have so much things to say. Too much thoughts about
Paris, about its patisserie, about its people, about is museums, its
architecture, its weather… And as a result, the post would be bombarded with information
and emotions. So instead of writing a touristic guide full of impressions, I
decided to write about everyday subjects as I usually do and include a Parisian
touch.
Today I want to write
about human bodies. Last week I saw a reportage on TV that left me speechless.
Victoire Maçon Dauxerre, an ex top-model, speaks about her life when she was
still rocking runways and photoshoots. She actually wrote a book about her
whole experience in this industry called “Jamais assez maigre” (which I will
buy later in the day).
People admire top models.
They follow their lifestyles, they watch them on runways, they add them on
social media. They put their pictures as wallpapers on their phones and laptops for aspiration, they hang
pictures of their bodies on treadmills for “motivation” and they even follow
their diets.
People get jealous of top
models, they cry, starve, isolate themselves because of them.
People get anorexia and
dangerous sicknesses because of them.
People commit suicide
because of them. People die because of them.
And you want to know the worst
part? Behind all their pictures, their smiles and their success, those top
models are the most miserable people on the planet.
This affirmation doesn’t come
from me, it comes from an ex top-model herself and you can read her testimony in
her book if you don’t believe me.
Why are you so obsessed
with unhealthy bodies? Why do you want to starve and hurt yourself? Eating
three apples a day or drinking only juice as “detox” for a week are the worst
things you can do to yourself. Life is short and food is one of the greatest
pleasures in it. Don’t take that aways from you. Don’t deny it, food makes us
happy.
If you are still not
convinced, just read the testimony of an ex top-model herself. I am going to
read her book right now and I will come back to you with more credible
arguments because I believe that you deserve to be happy, healthy and comfortable
in your own body.
Stop looking up to people
who are not even real. Stop looking up to people who are miserable and commit suicide/want
to commit suicide. You think they are perfectly happy and comfortable by
looking at their pictures but what do you really know about them? Do you think they
are really happy eating three apples and exercising four hours a day?
Victoire Maçon Dauxerre while she was still a top model
