The Fashion Police Chronicles – Oscars Style

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“We’re more than just our dresses,” said Reese Witherspoon. Preach it, Reese!

Every year, after the Academy awards, the fashion police nitpick the female participants to pieces. A total meat market – fashionista style. I love fashion and design. For me, fashion invites be to express myself in art. If I had to choose a career outside the helping professions, it might be dress design. Or -drum roll please- shoe design. I mean shoe sales cause me to salivate. What’s not to like?! But the Fashion Police at the Academy Awards situation reinforces the pressure for women to be objects rather than glorious creations as God intended. The pressure of Academy Awards fashion police is over the top. Whether the attendees can voice it or not, the evaluation revolves around the beast called Shame. Comparison is the name of the game of the Academy Awards fashionista chronicles. I adore fashion, but this evaluation process has turned past the vortex of fun. Girls and women get steeped into the stew of comparison so much that the vast majority have body image issues. So I’m done with the process. Although the fashionista diva within me wants to evaluate and choose my favorite, I won’t play the game anymore. Goodbye, Fashion Police. I will miss you, but I don’t like what you represent. IMG_0673 IMG_0648 IMG_0673-0

Legless in Seattle


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I have nothing against legs. Really, I don’t. In fact I have a pair myself.

But here’s the deal. Imagine a culture in which women wear dresses everywhere. So 1950’s. Right?

Except on most TV news stations. Just about all of them. The photography angles emphasize the legs. Yet we like to call ourselves a modern society. The media would love to say they choose female newscasters – dare I say sex symbols – for their superb communication skills. And most seem smart.

 

But you know what? The women are always positioned so the audience can see their legs, front and center. Some have positioned their brilliant women anchors under glass tables. Glass tables! Glass ceilings we have heard of. But really – to purchase glass tables so the audience can see their legs is….

Disturbing.

Sexist.

So yesterday.

And so insulting.

Yes, I get how people are wired, and their thought processes, and of course how this is all about ratings and sales and savvy.

Yet still…do you want your daughter – your wife, girlfriend or even female pet – for that matter – believing their worth is all about their….

Drum roll, please –

Legs?!

It’s enough to make me want to throw a fried chicken leg at you.

But maybe I’ll buy a classy pair of pants and send them to your station. After all, there’s a time and a place to be sexy. But the news?! Really, have some class.

Sincerely,

Legless in Seattle

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Body Image and Children: 7 Ways to Protect Your Daughter (or Son) from Eating Disorders

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Tooshie: Defeating the Body Image Bandit

After her brother said she was fat, Karen (not her real name) vowed to do whatever it took to get into a pair of size 6 Calvin Klein jeans.  Most women who struggle with eating disorders remember this type of significant moment in their stories.  This vow included starving herself to the point that she passed out on a beach.  When she regained consciousness, the EMT asked her, “What can I do to prevent this from happening to my daughter?”  With tears in her eyes, she answered, “You can love her unconditionally.” 

“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe these elephant thighs,” you remark in front of the mirror as you try on a new pair of jeans.  “Maybe I have elephantitis, and my doctor hasn’t diagnosed me yet.”  Your daughter hears this, and you both laugh.  But the problem with these types of negative body image statements is that they…

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There’s Only 1 Woman in America with No Body Image Issues!

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Here’s her secret: (Short Video under 2 Minutes)

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10203648089674299&id=1578349327

Let me know your thoughts.

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There’s More to Life than Chasing Skinny! 3 Short Minutes to Change a Life

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I feel freedom in the air as we approach this July 4th. Gratitude beyond words grips my soul as I think of the sacrifices men and women made so you and I can live free.

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I’m sure you or someone you know receives regular attacks from the Body Image Bandit. By the age of 17, Americans have watched over 250,000 ads. Most of the ads shout, “Thin is beautiful, and beauty is almost everything.” This is why I am committed to helping women recapture their true callings. There’s more to life than chasing Skinny. Readers of Tooshie will experience glorious freedom through the book. It is a collage of humor, faith, stories and the psychology of food and body image.
 Here is a short video – only 3 minutes – that explains the core of what freedom from the Body Image Bandit looks like. I recorded it with the vision of setting the captives free. I hope you enjoy it. If you don’t have body image issues, consider sharing with someone who does.

After all – there’s more to life than chasing Skinny!

Blessings,
Cherrie

Book is Available

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 We are drowning in a tsunami of cultural messages that shout, “Thin is beautiful, and beauty is almost everything.”  You have dieted, binged, exercised, and starved yourself at time to chase Skinny. Yet in your soul, you’ve always wondered if Skinny would truly land you in the perfect life. Join Cherrie Herrin-Michehl, MA, LMHC, a Christian therapist, on a healing, fun journey to defeat the Body Image Bandit, who wants you to believe your worth is measured in pounds. You will laugh, ponder, and grasp the heart of your food and body image problems. After all, food/body image struggles are much more about your heart and your story than you ever realized. Then you will begin to unveil the actual causes of your food/body image battles, and the truth will set you free.

My book, Tooshie: Defeating the Body Image Bandit, is now available!

“Freedom from the body image wars and obsession begins with the truths in this fresh new look at making peace with your body.” Gregory Jantz, Ph.D., best-selling Christian author and psychologist.

Here is the link to Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/Tooshie-Defeating-Body-Image-Bandit-ebook/dp/B00KP2KMPQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1402711952&sr=8-1&keywords=tooshie+defeating+the+body+image+bandit

 

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The Joke is Always on Me

  

Deep in the depths of my soul, I have no doubt God has my back. But every so often, I experience a day when I quiver inside in fear. A circumstance floats on top, casting a shadow of my firm belief that God is in control. Today was one of those days.

I turned to him, praying he would give me wisdom and graciously grant me hope. But even so, I couldn’t see it. The shadow drug behind me like a weight on my back. Even though sunshine spilled over the mountains, and Spring tulips smiled toward the heavens, I didn’t feel at peace.

Tonight I decided to take a walk. I changed into my tee shirt and sweats. And that’s when I noticed…

Once again – amidst the steep mountain peaks of this journey called life – I ended up wearing the shirt that says, “This girl knows God is in control.” Oddly enough, on the days when my life seems most out of control, I grab the shirt that’s toward the front. Although I never put it in exactly the same place, it ends up on my body. I end up wearing my faith on my heart. Literally.

  

This has happened so many times, I grin inside now when it happens. I bought the shirt at a Woman of Faith conference several years ago, and I think of writing to tell them how God uses it to remind me, “Yes, Cherrie, I do have your back. Even when it doesn’t seem like it.” I can almost picture Jesus winking at me.

God is always in control. Always – even when it doesn’t seem like it.~

(If you enjoyed this post, you’ll find more on my other blog, http://rhapsodyenroute.com.)

 

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Win a Book by former Victoria Secret Model!

I recently read  a book that opened my eyes wider than a Venti latte at Starbucks. I’m No Angel, by Kylie Bisutti, a former Victoria’s Secret Angel model, is truly captivating. Stories of truth and tragedy intersect as Kylie morphs from an innocent girl ensnared by the industry into a woman who chases after God. She trades in her so-called “angel wings” to be a wife such as the one encouraged in Proverbs 31. Her story is eye-opening and fascinating as she passionately pursued her life-long dream. You’ll cringe as she shares the realities of the modeling industry. And you’ll watch her break free from the web of the modeling industry to pursue a higher calling. The drawing will take place on March 30, 2014.

To enter this drawing, you have to:

1. Be a US citizen (only because shipping to other countries would be costly).

2. “Like” the Tooshie: Defeating the Body Image Bandit Facebook page.

Easier than brushing your teeth. 🙂

The Fashion Police Chronicles – Academy Award Style

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Every year, after the Academy awards, the fashion police nitpick the female participants to pieces. A total meat market – fashionista style.

I love fashion and design. For me, fashion invites be to express myself in art. If I had to choose a career outside the helping professions, it might be dress design. Or -drum roll please- shoe design. I mean shoe sales cause me to salivate. What’s not to like?!

But the Fashion Police at the Academy Awards situation reinforces the pressure for women to be objects rather than glorious creations as God intended. The pressure of Academy Awards fashion police is over the top. Whether the attendees can voice it or not, the evaluation revolves around the beast called Shame.

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Comparison is the name of the game of the Academy Awards fashionista chronicles.

I adore fashion, but this evaluation process has turned past the vortex of fun. Girls and women get steeped into the stew of comparison so much that the vast majority have body image issues.

So I’m done with the process. Although the fashionista diva within me wants to evaluate and choose my favorite, I won’t play the game anymore.

Goodbye, Fashion Police. I will miss you, but I don’t like what you represent.

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