The other day I ran across an image of a fertility goddess and I thought, hmmm, that looks familiar.
Okay, I’m exaggerating; not familiar, but similar or in essence roughly reminiscent.
I blotted that thought away like a shiny nose.
And then yesterday when I was thinking about my body shape (btw, not an unusual occurrence; I’ve probably thought about my body shape at least once a day since I was twelve so this wasn’t a new or unusual thing) I wondered how many designated body shapes there are for women and was it really fair to pin women down to a certain pre-defined shape?
So I looked up a few things. First, the Wikipedia entry for female body shape provides these strict guidelines:
- Hourglass – If (bust − hips) ≤ 1″ AND (hips − bust) < 3.6″ AND ( (bust − waist) ≥ 9″ OR (hips − waist) ≥ 10″ )
- Bottom hourglass – If (hips − bust) ≥ 3.6″ AND (hips − bust) < 10″ AND (hips − waist) ≥ 9″ AND (high hip/waist) < 1.193
- Top hourglass – If (bust − hips) > 1″ AND (bust − hips) < 10″ AND (bust − waist) ≥ 9″
- Spoon – If (hips − bust) > 2″ AND (hips − waist) ≥ 7″ AND (high hip/waist) ≥ 1.193
- Triangle – If (hips − bust) ≥ 3.6″ AND (hips − waist) < 9″
- Inverted triangle – If (bust − hips) ≥ 3.6″ AND (bust − waist) < 9″
- Rectangle – If (hips − bust) < 3.6″ AND (bust − hips) < 3.6″ AND (bust − waist) < 9″ AND (hips − waist) < 10
Um … HUH?
If anybody can figure out that hourglass formula, I’m assuming this gal fits in that category:
Incidentally, this same Wikipedia page indicated that “Stone age venus figurines show the earliest body type preference: dramatic steatopygia.” – which is a ” is a high degree of fat accumulation in and around the buttocks.”
Which just goes to show the variations in culture and desire over time.
Then I started searching various other sources for information and what I found was extremely varied. Generally, all women’s body shapes are compared to fruit or geometric shapes. Again, I say HUH? Why? I don’t look like an apple, a pear or a banana, or a square, rectangle or inverted triangle. None of these things. Not even a circle.
I think I look like a woman. Not a type of a woman, but just a woman.
A softy rounded, plump, fertility goddess -because, dammit, that’s what I am! I had the babies! Conceiving them was astonishingly easy, carrying them was a gift and though delivery wasn’t a walk in the park, that experience didn’t take away my power. It enhanced it.
I am a fertility goddess, my dear, and I can own it. In fact, I may even be proud of it.
Love, light & thankfulness today, my sweets. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day and I choose to be thankful for all that I am.