When I was at university I agreed to be a tester for someone's project on body dysmorphia. We had to look at a series of life size silhouettes and pick the one we thought was closest to our body shape.Almost all the women polled picked a silhouette at least one size bigger than they were.(Personally I think this had a lot to do with a morbid fear of picking the one they really thought was accurate, only for someone to turn round and say "God, in your dreams, porky.")I was the only woman polled that day who picked a silhouette smaller than I actually was. 8)According to the BMI thingies I am pretty normal. Sure, there are bits of me that compare favourably to the average female, and lots of bits of me that compare unfavourably. If I could choose, I'd have longer, slimmer legs. If I could be stricter with myself, I could lose a stone. Am I bothered? Not so's you'd notice.There are 3 billion women on this earth. Only six of them are supermodels.
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