A few weeks ago I was lucky enough to be able to see a play, "blah blah blah" and while I didn't hate it...I would have preferred not to go see it. In fact, I don't usually ever go to see plays. It's not because I don't particularly like them, for I suppose I like them about as much as television, but because I can't really sit still for two or three hours without getting fidgity and wanting to go do something else. Recently that something else has been running. Big things scare me, and so I do try to keep a healthy weight of around 5-10 lbs below what is considered a healthy BMI. That makes me an american girl's size 12 or so.

But no matter what I do, I can't seem to get me arms to de-jigglify (like, I haven't been doing anything about it but...). I have a feeling a bunch of lolita have problems with their weight. Like, sure,you see Momoko eating only candy in "Kamikaze Girls," but if she were really to only eat candy, then her entire body would be jiggly like my arms, and naturally that would not make for an impressive main character. She could, however, probably be cast as the necessary blobby thing in the next of Miyazaki's movies. And so naturally that is not so. So we're presented with this strange image of a young woman who can eat whatever she wants to, as is true with little girls, and is still thin and doll-like and fits into Victorian Maiden.

 

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