I grew up in the 1950's and 60's. Could I imagine growing up now, where people on Instagram would be telling me how I should look?
The newest blow to body image is something called the "Toblerone Tunnel" and I won't dignify it by giving it any kind of link or hashtag. The women above do a better job of explaining it than I would, anyway.
I like toblerone, by the way. But "candy" and "thighs" should never be uttered in the same sentence.
Seriously, though, folks. We women spend too much time tearing each other down, and trying to think of ways to make us feel even worse about our body self image. I say that because one of my cousins battled anorexia as a teen, and although she is healthy today, she (and her family) went through a hellish time.
That body image thing? It can kill. It does kill. And maim.
Isn't it just time for all of us to STOP?