warning this post contains swearing. Lots of swearing. All the swears. If swearing offends then please leave now and Google some kitten pictures which is what I shall now be doing in an effort to calm down.
I do not think it’s right to facilitate people living an unhealthy lifestyle. In the same way [that] I don’t believe that a size zero should be available, it’s not a healthy size for an average woman to be.
I don’t believe they [high street stores] should be providing clothes for below that range or above that range. Yes, have specialist shops but you should feel uncomfortable if you are unhealthy … to be available in every high street store, I don’t think that’s right
What have you started with your, quite frankly, fatuous comments?.
Do you have any idea how utterly condescending you sound?
I tell you what, love (and do forgive my patronising tone but, quite frankly, you started it) why don’t you take your size 8 skinny frame and fuck off?
This could quite possibly be the shortest blog post ever as I just want it to be made up simply of the above sentence. Nothing else.
Do you seriously think that I walk down a High Street, see a pair of jeans in a size 22 and think “ooh I must go home and fill my face with cake so I can fit into those”. No, love, I go home after shopping on the High Street and fill my face with cake because I am sick of being insulted on a daily basis by people like you and your patronising tone.
Having clothes shops on the high street that cater for those above a size 16 is no more fuelling an obesity crisis than living three doors down from an off licence is making people alcoholics.
I was 11 stone at 15. I remember writing it in my diary. I wasn’t proud. I am not proud now, but do you know what I came away from a day in a spa this weekend a bit more proud of who I am in my own skin. That actually I am not being judged by the clothes I wear or by the size of my arse. For three days I felt good. I even wrote about it here. And now, thanks to you, I feel like a complete failure. Again. And God knows I don’t need much at the moment to make me feel like a complete failure.
And you see Jamelia the more you are made to believe you are a failure because the latest diet or health regime hasn’t worked. The less you hear compliments. The more you hate yourself. And the more people like you make comments like this that self hatred deepens. Actual proper self loathing stemming again from being told by somebody “who is paid for their opinion” that we are shameful and should hide away from the public. Should not be allowed on the High Street for fear of infecting the minds of the skinny folk. That what we have, a large arse, is contagious.
Do me a favour and just shut the fuck up, will you?
Did you actually think this idea through?
As a for instance, I buy a lot of my clothes in Marks and Spencers. Typically when I want something specific, I know I can get it there. Having picked up said item and put it in my trolley ( I always have a trolley, I can’t think if I have to shop without a trolley) I then wander around and spend, roughly, a hundred or so quid on food and other stuff that grabs my fancy. I work hard enough that I am able to do that, to treat my family to a box of fancy pre cut melon, or a bag of Percy Pigs, or maybe a new jumper for Mr B. Or a pack of socks for J.
That spending is part of a larger economy. If I take my sorry fat arse off to a specialist shop that only sells clothes for sorry fat arses what does that do to Marks and Spencer’s profit margin? And also to Tesco who are already posting losses of £63 Billion today. Without my grabbing of something from Florence and Fred when I am in Tesco doing the weekly shop those profits drops are going to continue.
Your apology on Wednesday morning was no better
“I didn’t make it clear on the show that I was talking about extremes, I was talking about above size 20 and below size six, those sizes being available en masse,
Since when has a size 20 been extreme? It isn’t. And actually nor really is a size six. Whilst it could be argued that some women can help themselves to not be a size 20, many many women can’t help being a size 6. It’s insulting to them to suggest otherwise.
Why can’t we send shops that only stock clothes for skinny women away from the High Street? As over half the female population are deemed by the fashion industry to be “Plus Sized” why cant the other half be the ones to leave?
Next you’ll be suggesting that High Streets are devoid of restaurants in case people get hungry and it pushes them up a dress size.
What about pubs? An alcoholic might see one and be tempted to leave sobriety behind.
Being healthy is about your whole lifestyle. Is the skinny model who is booked by fashion houses to model their latest clothes but who lives on cocaine and cigarettes healthier than me? Is the size four anorexic who is convinced they are fat and who lives on half an apple a day healthier than me?
To look at them you might think they are healthier and therefore deemed worthy of buying their clothes on the High Street. But are they really any healthier than me? Judge me on my size and deem me instantly less healthy and therefore shove me off to a specialist shop to buy my wardrobe.
Lucky you Jamelia that you don’t have to be shamed about your weight. I don’t know if you are lucky enough to have that enviable figure by nature, ie you can eat what you like when you like and nothing sticks to your hips, or if you have to watch what you eat, or if you eat what you like but have a personal trainer who comes in four times a week to help you maintain your figure. I don’t know. I don’t care. I don’t judge people on appearances.
And quite frankly I would rather you didn’t either.