I will be the first to admit, I’m a guy. I complain about my weight, the curved nature of my stomach hanging out in front of me. My shirts used to hang straight down and I could see my shoelaces. I’m closer, but not there yet. Still, as much as I complain I have never laid claim that I was either “fit” in my youth or that I am “fat” now.
So imagine my consternation – as I try to balance health, fitness and eating with self-image in my house – when I see a headline about Hunger Games star Jennifer Lawrence saying she’s “plus-sized” in Hollywood.
Really? I mean . . . really?!
Listen, I applaud her stance. She won’t go on crash diets. She won’t let Hollywood dictate how she looks. Bravo! Then she adds, “I wanted Katniss to look ‘fit’ and lean.”
This is her job. She has to be fit, lean, powerful. She’s paid extraordinary amounts of money to do it and as such gets to have a trainer who monitors what she eats and how she works out. Every day. Screw that up, the great gig as Katniss goes away. I am thrilled she refuses to be like Carrie Fisher and lose ten pounds off an already attractive visage because producers simply tell her to.