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The subject
of skinny models and celebrities is pretty much cliché and one that I’m frankly
not much interested in, well that was until I had my own ‘size zero’
experience. Watching the Late News slot over the weekend which featured our
Health Minister Aaron Motsoaledi addressing the ‘Our country’s obesity rates’
with emphasis on staggering findings by the Heart and Stroke Foundation of
South Africa. It’s on record that seventy percent of women over the age of
thirty-five and fifty-nine are overweight. And for a moment I thought to myself
‘that’s not me!’ up until it was revealed that anyone over the age of fifteen
in South Africa was likely to suffer hypertension and be classified ‘obese’.
And there I was
in my chair thinking: ‘That’s me’. Having my beloved send me a lovely message
earlier what a beautiful maiden I am, only to add that I had a few extra pounds
begging to be shred, didn’t make the situation any rosier… Being the pleasant
human being I am, I agreed to his much disturbing plea: ‘To go on a healthy
eating plan’.
I’d never
felt so motivated, I actually started eating healthy foods pretty much most of
this week. That was until someone I had never seen for the last two years had
to comment on my weight! He went ahead and told me how big I was, I froze. Of cause I was intrinsically cursing and
calling him all sorts of names! Like seriously Mr. I haven’t seen you in seven
hundred and thirty days and you have the nerve to tell me ‘I’M FAT’. Please …Grow
some height!
Whether be a
Minister, a lover or ‘Casper’. Men, ‘NEVER COMMENT ON A GIRL’S WEIGHT’. Period!
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