The Skinny

(courtesy FF Channel via YouTube)

While scrolling through my Twitter feed this morning, for some reason, the newest spring/summer 2020 fashion collection by Christian Dior video popped up and instantly played while it rolled down the computer screen. I stopped and studied each of the models and their outfits.

Now, before I go any further, I think the last time I ever looked at any type of models showing whatever the new fashions were for the season or year, was probably in my twenties. Since then, if I caught any strange styles in magazines while waiting in doctors’ or dentists’ offices back in my 30s and even perhaps a couple in my 40s, I would shake my head at the absolutely ridiculous and ugly pieces displayed on the glossy pages. I wasn’t impressed with the strange concoction of materials the designers managed to sew together into their supposed masterpieces.

So, if you’re a fan of fashion shows and trends and styles are your thing, you probably won’t get much out of this blog post because I’m about to share my problems with what I saw this morning.

I’ll start with I’d forgotten how terribly skinny the models are. Yes, I remember this has been an issue for several decades, but this show brought it all back to my consciousness.

I found that the majority of the models looked the same, but most especially their body types. They all looked at least 20-30 pounds underweight, their faces a bit taunt, some even looking malnourished. It was actually painful to watch.

One of the models had on a dress/skirt just above her knobby knees, and Lord, have mercy, she practically had match sticks for legs.

Their facial expressions, which I assume are supposed to be expressionless, looked a bit zombie-like.

I thought to myself, these poor young women need to gain at least twenty pounds. Their hips looked like they were about to shatter into pieces as they walked in those exaggerated strides.

The designer might as well have carried out the dresses on hangers, because that’s the image I got of these women’s forms.

Now, in the midst of my concern and genuine surprise and disgust, the styles weren’t really that bad, considering the ones I mentioned I’d seen in my younger years. There were some actual classy looking dresses, with a feeling of a throwback to the 1940s and 1950s beautiful, flowing gowns. I liked the predominantly gold clothing.

BUT… there has to come a day when the modeling agencies need to stop starving their models into near death to slip on the designers’ clothes. I feel it is completely unrealistic, unnatural, and frankly, not very attractive. It only promotes anorexia and bulimia, and those diseases destroy lives.

Give those girls some healthy food with a good amount of protein and calories enough that they actually look healthy and not like they’re ready to keel over at any minute, crumbling into dust.

For the love of everything precious in life, let the young women be healthy!

 

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Remembering a Great Leader of Humanity and Peace

In honor of remembering the Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King, Jr., I share this speech of his via YouTube where he accepted the Nobel Peace Prize back in 1964. It’s one of the most beautiful and moving speeches of his. May we always remember his contribution of unity and peace in this world.

 

 

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A Writer’s Blessing in a Season of Blessings

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A couple of days ago, I received an email response to my query letter emailed to a publisher, re-presenting my novel, Passage of Promise, via a blurb, to them.

I’d sent them a query last year in March, and their editor said it had promise (I know… great pun, but it wasn’t intended, I’m sure :D), and to work on my story and resubmit it later.

This current email requested a synopsis and the first thirty pages of my manuscript. Yea!

I got it out to them the next afternoon, with a LOT of help from my editor (polished my synopsis and formatted my document for the publisher to read). She’s invaluable!

They answered me a couple hours later to confirm they received my attached documents and would get back to me as soon as they could. They also wished me a blessed Nativity. In return I thanked them for this opportunity and wished them the same.

Now, I wait.

A few of my friends I told this to were anxious for me, telling me I must be on “pins and needles” waiting to hear. Actually, I’m quite calm, doing all right.

This whole process… the fact that they wanted to see samples of my work… is a blessing in its own.

I will understand if I don’t hear anything until after the New Year because of the upcoming holidays.

If they respond before the holidays, and my work is accepted, it’ll be the biggest, most exciting Christmas present I’ve gotten in years.

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This whole process has been surreal and thrilling. Whatever happens, I know my work is worth something. Worth a lot. My writing is a gift from God.

A Season of Blessings. What Joy.

 

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