Feminism, Musings, SAY WHAAA...!

How I Should Think About My Weight (If I Absolutely Must)


Ah, another day, another chance for you and I, as women, to talk, think, and downright obsess about how much physical space our bodies take up in this big, bad world. At least that’s how it’s felt like for me ever since I came back home from Montreal a year and a half ago and started to steadily gain more and more of a circumference spectrum than I’ve had since at least six years ago. See, for the better part of the last six years of my life I never found myself outside of the healthy-for-my-height (173 cm) range of 64 to 66 KG. At my lowest, I was a spry 63. Today, I am a 72. Not a huge amount by any means, still within a healthy range, and certainly not the heaviest I’ve ever been but still way more than I had become accustomed to for the last several years.

And even for my feminist-defined, thoroughly skeptical, shruggingly blasé self it’s been a struggle. I am a mere mortal after all, not Deepak Chopra. Bu I also think it’s been especially difficult because, in my line of work (the media/magazine industry), you can’t so much as blink without being bombarded with some form of conversation or imagery about the subject of weight. The gaining of weight; the losing of weight; who gained/lost what; how they look; how they did it; how you can too; GODDAMNED ETC. But you know what? Screw that. Here’s how I’m going to personally start thinking about the subject of my own weight from now on (if I do at all).

Try it out for yourself if the idea of owning your own body strikes you.

WEIGHT THOUGHT #1: This Is Some Grade-A Crap Right Here

Okay, coming from someone who is thoroughly embedded within the media bubble system, I’ve gotta tell you that, when the media around you starts pushing the idea of perfect people in your face YOU WOULD BE WISE TO BE EXTREMELY SKEPTICAL. Really, the only correct way to consume images of perfectly tailored human beings in media is with deep, delicious, instant doubt. Saying this is probably hurting my rep as a ‘media-person’ (wait, what?) but, hell, it’s the goddamned truth. It’s advertising, you guys. It’s supposed to make you want something. That fact ALONE makes the whole thing AS FISHY AS THE FREAKING ATLANTIC. So when you see those types of images in your various media outlets (so, basically, anywhere) you really should move forward very cautiously (or better yet: not at all). So, instead of letting yourself feel flawed or even mesmerized by the images that are directly and indirectly telling you to shrink yourself away, I suggest you start seeing it as a sad, slightly hilarious, icky, desperate cash grab. Because that’s what the hell it really is.

Blogosphere, Kuwait, Musings, News

A Proud Moment for One, a Proud Moment for All: Why His&Hers Al-Arabiya Interview Matters (A Lot)

For what has now been a time period of no less than 5 years I have been an avid blog follower. Today (and every day) I spend a good chunk of my time just reading up on a crazy handful of the hundreds of millions of inspired, unique blogs on this planet.

I’ve never shyed away from showing my special love and interest in the Kuwaiti blogosphere. The very first blogs I’ve ever read were of Kuwaiti origin. To this day, I read those same blogs and they are still, among the kaleidoscope of other blogs I now also follow, my very favorite.

I fully support the ever-growing community of bloggers in Kuwait and the fact that blogging is gaining more of an interest and recognition as a tool for social connectivity, marketing, and individual expression of all the awesome and different voices that make Kuwait the special place it is.

So, that’s why I was MORE THAN THRILLED to see that the wonderful married couple behind the lovely His & Hers Kuwaiti blog were being interviewed at Al-Arabiya, and are bringing the voice of the Kuwaiti blogosphere to an even wider audience and letting even more people know about the growing place of blogs in Kuwait’s social networking machine as well as its role as an efficient media outlet with a voice of it’s own.

I truly wish His & Her (and the rest of the Kuwaiti blogosphere) nothing but even more power, success, and absolute love for thier great contribution and extremely proud achievement. Onwards and upwards inshallah!

All my love!


Whitney Houston in a Coffin on a Magazine Cover: You Want Some Milk With Your Deathbead?

I just found out that a picture of Whitney Houston lying dead in her coffin (which was shown at a private viewing) has graced the cover of the National Enquirer. And the minute I saw it I just got the most bitter, icky taste in my mouth.

I don’t know. I mean, is this really appropriate? Of course you can leave it up to the media to try and milk out the last drop of information and get every last ‘scoop’ they can on the media bonanza that the death of Whitney Houston has become.

But seeing this, I just don’t know.

I mean, isn’t there supposed to be a limit to the hunger of the media? Doesn’t Whitney Houston and her respective family and friends get to keep a shred of their private memories and experiences even after her death? If it was a private viewing, then Whitney’s family was probably hoping that images like this would not surface on the cover of some trashy tabloid. I’m guessing that, to them, this is a moment with Whitney they’d like to keep to themselves.

So, is it appropriate for the tabloid and media machine to force itself into such a private and sombre moment, and to try and glamorize it and milk it for every cent it’s worth? I mean FOR THE LOVE OF GOD who gives a crap what color shoes she’s wearing? Why would you even try and turn this moment of intimate sorrow into a twisted Hot or Not piece?

God, just typing that sentence made my insides churn.

So, yeah, I don’t know where I stand on this. I personally find it in bad taste but, then again, is it all fair game at the end of the day?

All my love!