Being Boswell

BUTT

I have been mad at my body lately. Maybe most of my life. I was too tall as a girl in the 60’s-so I slouched. My mom would instruct me to, “Stand up straight” then she’d exclaim, “You’re soooo tall.” Relatives would ask her what she fed me.

 

My mom was 5’2. I was 5’10” in middle school. After 20 years of marriage at age 42 I put on a pair of high heels. My husband said, “Oh, now I know why you don’t wear heels, you are really tall.” I didn’t put another pair on until we separated several years later.

 

I was also called “fatty Patti” by my brother and neighborhood kids. My mom countered with, “NO YOU ARE NOT!”, then refused my request for a piece of her freshly baked chocolate cake she. (My friends now call me Patricia, it doesn’t rhythm with fatty.) Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

Body Image and Beliefs

Last night Jena was in a production at Slippery Rock University.

Am I Pretty Now

A potent, graphic monologue written by  Jennifer M. Reeher, an SRU student.

Jennifers message?

How unhappy women are with their bodies.

She moves from the benign to the extreme measures women inflict on themselves to be considered beautiful by society. The production is infused with the quiet knowledge that internal pain can not be healed through external alterations.

The wisdom, tenderness and poignancy of this young woman’s offering to rethink beauty is moving.

Stay tuned for my series on Body Image and Beliefs

 

 

 

Patricia Boswell

Was it just a Fashion Show?

The other night as I watched the Victoria Secrets Fashion Show I noticed I began feeling insecure and sad about myself, my body, my “look”, (not to mention my inability to walk like that in high heels.) I felt badly, because at my age, it is no longer possible for me to have the body or the “look” of a VS “angel” and, truth be told, it wasn’t possible when I was younger either. I can never compare to those models nor could I ever. So I began to wonder what other women-especially young women- felt as they watched the exotically de cored, minimally dressed, winged women strut their stuff down the runway. I wondered about those of you that watched with male friends and/or boyfriends/partners- how was that for you, how did you feel about yourself, your body, your potential? I would love to hear from all of you and have a conversation about this. Did watching the Victoria Secrets Fashion Show impact you, did you like it, not like, feel better or worse about yourself, think it was supportive, good for women or unsupportive of women? Or maybe it was just a show and you feel nothing…..

Patricia Boswell

BUTT

I have been mad at my body lately. Maybe most of my life. I was too tall as a girl in the 60’s-so I slouched. My mom would instruct me to, “Stand up straight” then she’d exclaim, “You’re soooo tall.” Relatives would ask her what she fed me.

 

My mom was 5’2. I was 5’10” in middle school. After 20 years of marriage at age 42 I put on a pair of high heels. My husband said, “Oh, now I know why you don’t wear heels, you are really tall.” I didn’t put another pair on until we separated several years later.

 

I was also called “fatty Patti” by my brother and neighborhood kids. My mom countered with, “NO YOU ARE NOT!”, then refused my request for a piece of her freshly baked chocolate cake she. (My friends now call me Patricia, it doesn’t rhythm with fatty.) Continue Reading

Patricia Boswell

Body Image and Beliefs

Last night Jena was in a production at Slippery Rock University.

Am I Pretty Now

A potent, graphic monologue written by  Jennifer M. Reeher, an SRU student.

Jennifers message?

How unhappy women are with their bodies.

She moves from the benign to the extreme measures women inflict on themselves to be considered beautiful by society. The production is infused with the quiet knowledge that internal pain can not be healed through external alterations.

The wisdom, tenderness and poignancy of this young woman’s offering to rethink beauty is moving.

Stay tuned for my series on Body Image and Beliefs

 

 

 

Patricia Boswell

Was it just a Fashion Show?

The other night as I watched the Victoria Secrets Fashion Show I noticed I began feeling insecure and sad about myself, my body, my “look”, (not to mention my inability to walk like that in high heels.) I felt badly, because at my age, it is no longer possible for me to have the body or the “look” of a VS “angel” and, truth be told, it wasn’t possible when I was younger either. I can never compare to those models nor could I ever. So I began to wonder what other women-especially young women- felt as they watched the exotically de cored, minimally dressed, winged women strut their stuff down the runway. I wondered about those of you that watched with male friends and/or boyfriends/partners- how was that for you, how did you feel about yourself, your body, your potential? I would love to hear from all of you and have a conversation about this. Did watching the Victoria Secrets Fashion Show impact you, did you like it, not like, feel better or worse about yourself, think it was supportive, good for women or unsupportive of women? Or maybe it was just a show and you feel nothing…..

Patricia Boswell