The "real woman" brigade
Who the hell are you to say what is a ‘real woman’ and what is not?

I’m as shapely as a stick insect, and the last time I checked, my vagina was not molded from rubber.

I am not the Pinocchio of my gender just because I’m a single digit dress size, you cocks.

And I like pie, so shove it.
(TheSnark oh, c'mon, like you didn't see me coming, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 15:57, 29 replies)

pfft
Dress size means nowt. I'm an 8 and I still manage to have a (comparatively) massive rrse. Stupid bloody celtic genes.
I, too, like pie. And I live above a pie shop. Luckily for me, it is shit. Thank God it doesn't sell falafel; I wouldn't leave the house until I had to be greased out by fireman.
falafel.
yes.
(jennymnemonic, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 16:42, closed)

When people are greased out...
...do the fat people eat the grease?

I'd have a taste if were them.
(TheSnark oh, c'mon, like you didn't see me coming, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 17:03, closed)

well
having extensively researched this, I suspect that once one has passed a certain stage of corpulence, it is impossible to flex oneself to the degree that would enable the licking of grease from oneself to occur.
But probably.
(jennymnemonic, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 17:09, closed)

Don't care..
How thin you are, don't care what your dress size is, just want to know if you swallow.
(ceeej, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 18:20, closed)

Ah, fellow twigs!
I agree with you. I like pie too. Having pie for tea tomorrow, actually...
Being thin does not mean I am not womanly. I still go in at the waist and out at the hips, I'm just on a smaller scale. I think thin women are disliked because they don't spend every second of the day obsessing about calories, or whatever it is that 'real' women do.
( Peapod Has returned to the fold on, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 19:02, closed)

^ this

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 21:14, closed)

As another twigletesque wench...
I can absolutely agree with your post. "Real women have curves! Massive boobs and wobbly bits!!! Bleh bleh bleh!" I work with a woman like this who eyes me up suspiciously and with horror every morning. It'll come to a point where I'll have to take my birth certificate in to prove my sex with her, the arse.

I too have real bits and pieces, and boobs however small, are still boobs.
(Lucoire tutted and shook her head in disbelief on, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 19:05, closed)

Needs
pictures
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 21:06, closed)

click from another twiglet!
they talk as though we're some kinda alien species, i got all my girly bits i just happen to be an 8.
(stitched, Mon 19 Oct 2009, 21:36, closed)

Click from...
...a male stickman.

I was thinking about this this morning. Getting fed up (literally) of people forcing chocolate on me! It spoils deliciousness of sating a sudden choccy craving, when you have been eating the stuff all day. But appparently I'm in need of feeding up.

Been 'needing' that for a good 15 years now; ain't gonna happen.
(IChewCandlewax, Tue 20 Oct 2009, 14:02, closed)

Yay! other twigs!
I'm a 'skinny bint'. As I get told, all day, by random strangers, sometimes very nastily. I absolutely love telling them that no, I'm not an anorexic...I have a severe medical disorder which means I'm not allowed dairy, eggs, wheat, gluten, oils, alcohol, fats, insoluble fibre, caffeine or artificial sweeteners etc etc. I then ask them what the fuck they'd look like on a diet like mine? And that actually, I'd fucking LOVE a Big Mac, I just physically CAN'T!!!!!!! They tend to run away from the crazy little shouty girl :)
(Kimberelli is addicted to the shiny little magnets..., Wed 21 Oct 2009, 17:16, closed)