As many of you know, I’ve been seen naked round the world of late.
Starting with my first naked post Am I Really Fat? which was also published in The Huffington Post. Followed shortly by Walk The Walk, Naked Lady, which was also published in HuffPo and featured in the British Daily Mail.
Understandably, there’s been some hate mail.
The Brits were especially harsh calling me a “Silly Cow,” saying, “She’s about as deep as a contact lens,” (clever), many telling me to “Get a life!” and several “Shame on you!”s.
But the one that really got me was from a man accusing me of being an anti-feminist, because I (not the media, as I’d indicated) objectified myself by posting my nudes.
For a moment he almost had me. But then I realized it wasn’t my truth. This was my response:
“I don’t agree. When I say the media objectifie
“I hope the photos are beautiful. I hope they’ve captured me as a whole woman at each age. They are my gift to myself. And I hope, in sharing them publicly, they are a gift to other people who see their own bodies in pieces. A belly that’s too big. Breasts that sag. Thighs that rub together. All the things I nitpicked in myself until these nudes came back and I was able to absorb them and see myself whole. I hope this article and these pictures will encourage other people to see themselves whole.”
There was one comment so beautiful I have to repost it. While the compliments are directed toward me they feel universal:
From Kenneth Alton:
“At 26, your silhouette was quite lovely, the play of flesh and bone along your back and buttocks flatteringly delicate and feminine (which interestin
“At 46, the earlier strength of shoulder now finds its inherent balance; if the silhouette is less delicate the play of flesh and bone is more suggestive of feminine strength and maternal solidity. One is a fortunate, almost errant, flower in bloom; the other the curve of rock, the swell of earth, without which no flowers would ever bloom.
“I have often considered it a trifle foolish the way that shallow youth is considered inherently beautiful. There is such a terrible beauty, which only age brings; a depth of power that only deepens the sense of mystery that utterly, completely