So I was disappointed to scroll down to the comments and see that a few users left comments calling the girls 'fat'.
You wanna know something? All of those commenters were women.
Then again, I was pleasantly surprised to see that the positive commentary far outweighed the negative. But it does bring up the age-old question: Why do women hate on other women?
Look, there are girls who I don't like and there are certainly girls who don't like me. But why can't we all leave it at that? Why put negative energy out there, why take the time to not only insult someone, but make sure they hear it?
Lena Dunham has a great quote on Girls about how there is nothing mean you could say about me that I haven't already thought of 30 minutes earlier. That sums it up. I've heard it all. That I'm ugly, that I'm fat, that I'm pathetic. Nothing new. And Lord knows I am far from perfect. But I just don't get why people - namely women, in this case - take the time and energy to actively hate on others. What does it honestly accomplish? What good did insulting the girls in that photo do? What was the point?
I think that sometimes the easiest way to bond with someone is to share gripes, to bitch about something or someone you both detest. It creates a common ground and I get it. I've done it. It can be funny and giggly and it evokes commonality and makes you feel like you're not the only one. But there is a line. And I don't let myself cross it anymore.
This year I have learned that you can't please everyone. And so I have quit trying. The world wouldn't be any fun without controversy. Life wouldn't be interesting if you didn't know the difference between like and dislike. But I do wish that satisfaction wasn't gained by knocking someone else down.
I have come to accept that there are things in life I will never understand, and this one remains at the top of the list.
And for the record: I own Skinnygirl Shapewear. A very cute lacy lingerie-like top that is so constructed the only way I can get it on my body is by stepping into it. It literally will not go over my head. It looks nice on but I look completely ridiculous putting it on and taking it off, defeating the entire 'lingerie' purpose. What can you do? I have to laugh.