If you have been listening to the Men in Aprons Show, then you know that I end every show with a portion of a song called Skinny Women by Captain WAM From the Podsafe Music Network. This song is not praising skinny women, rather, saying that it is wrong and bad and real men like bigger women with curves. It's a fun song, but it has a point. The lyrics go:
Skinny Women, giving me the blues.
You got a body that you cannot use.
We go to dinner, you won't eat your food,
You know they call it good lookin'
But I call it abuse.
Much like everyone's favorite, Baby Got Back, Skinny Women has the right idea. I need a girl with curves. I like my women with meat on their bones.
Newsweek and MSBNC are addressing anorexia and psychological diseases like that currently, and it makes me want to barf. If there was ever an issue or disease that I would turn my back on, it's this. The article is called "No One to Blame." I say bullshit; I blame the media.
Anorexia and Bulimia are totally preventable diseases based on a stereotype perpetuated by television, movies, and magazines ... not to mention the pro-anorexia sites that teach young girls how to lose unhealthy amounts of weight. So I turn my back on it. I like girls with meat on their bones, and those are the ones that get my attention. I sort of feel like leading by example here.
The Lindsay Lohans, Calista Flockharts, Lara Flynn Boyles and even the Jennifer Annistons don't do a thing for me. I think that Salma Hayek, Catherine Zeta-Jones, and Kirstie Alley (before she went too far) are some of the sexiest women on earth, next to my wife.
Please ladies. Eat something. Don't starve yourself or throw it all up or poop it all out. Gosh, I have a hard enough time dealing with Mr. Shiny White; I couldn't imagine shoving a suppository up my bum on purpose just to lose weight.