So far this year, I tell Liam, we have spent $2,304.16 on my health. That’s about $536 per month, I say, incredulously, and it doesn’t even include things that contribute to good health like gym membership, yoga or nutritious food. You’re worth every penny darling, he says kindly, looking far less horrified than he is entitled to be. Coming from the UK, I’m not used … Continue reading Can you put a price on your health?
“I don’t usually buy magazines”. Déjà vu. I’ve started a blog with those words before. But, to be pedantic, I didn’t buy this one. It was free, so I picked it up.
or Why it’s not political correctness gone mad to ban the Protein World advert. (N.B. *trigger warning*) I could write an essay about this advert. I really could. From advertising and marketing, to body image and eating disorders, to health and nutrition, to feminism, to mental health, to the sexualisation of women in society, to capitalism and consumerism, to the colour yellow. I could write pages and … Continue reading Fat Feminist Outrage