Ugliness is something that people want to argue with you about. I become by association, even a touch of such, even at a lower rank — beautiful. Many times, I walked into a room with all of my friends and witnessed them receiving compliments — everyone except me. I take this as an example, not because I equate fatness with ugliness — I don't — but rather such a quantifiable transformation can be more effective in revealing how we are treated based on our looks. It is the currency of a false economy. I appreciate my ugly years, they saved me from ever attaching too much worth to my features. We've surfed three waves of feminism in the last century, and still, there is much work to be done.
I appreciate my ugly years, they saved me from ever attaching too much worth to my features.
Unpretty: I live the life I want to live – even if I didn’t win the beauty lottery
One girl, the main character, was tall and beautiful and the "best friend" was short and plain. We've swapped corsets for waist trainers and lead for semen facials, and little has changed in terms of the scrutiny of our appearance. They circled through from gas station to corner store and when you went past a certain section of town, you were indubitably on the wrong side. Like most movies and novels that focus on the underdog, we lived in the bad part of town. I just had to be thin.