Nigella Lawson is one of my favourite TV chefs, I quite enjoy watching her TV show and getting ideas for tasty food that I could prepare. Recently I read some news that gave me much joy. Nigella is on a show called the Taste in America and they have a photo of her and other chefs as part of the promo and they asked her if they could airbrush her tummy out. And she said no.
On her blog shes writes:
“Although it was very thrilling to think of being up on a billboard in LA and around the States, I was very strict and English and told them they weren’t allowed to airbrush my tummy out. Wise? Hmmm. But that tum is the truth and is come by honestly, as my granny would have said.”
When I read this I felt like there was some sanity in this insane world. There was a bit of reality in the plastic, super thin glossy magazines.
It’s crazy to think that when we look at a picture it may not be of the real person, but instead a person that’s had computer surgery which will magically remove the lines, the fat and curves and the humanness. So then we see a hollow image of perfection, a distortion of beauty and we think that’s what we should strive for.
I hate playing this game. A game of looking in the mirror and thinking I am not the image of the ladies in the magazines or on TV. The world demands you look like someone who has only eaten bread and water for the last 10 years. It demands perfect make-up and designer face-lifts. No one wants to get old and have lines to prove it. No one wants curves. But we are sold a lie in all of this. The women in front of us are not real. The real women have warts and curves and bags under the eyes. And whats so bad about that? Each line tells a story. An experience.
There are young girls who look in the mirror and then back at the magazines. They clutch their stomachs and think they are ugly. I want to scream at them and tell them that they are not ugly, they are loved beyond looks and the person who loves them thinks they are beautiful – with warts, baggage and sin. He thinks they are so beautiful that he died for them. Those magazines are lying – they promise the world but they will only leave you unsatisfied. Jesus promises you himself and will never leave you.
“But that tum is the truth and is come by honestly, as my granny would have said.”
I am glad Nigella said this. I am glad she is proud of how she looks and doesn’t mind the bumps and curves. It’s nice to see a bit of truth for a change!