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Since I’ve moved to this city, I’ve always had to make sure not to walk by the high-class fashion stores in Manhattan immediately after I’ve eaten. I just don’t have the stomach for it. I can hardly stand to look at the grotesquely obese mannequins they have the audacity to display in their windows. I don’t usually have a weak stomach but seeing those enormous size 3 mannequins is more than I can bear.
At long last Stella McCartney has answered my prayers of bringing emaciated mannequins en vogue. I, for one, applaud her for her bravery. It takes a true visionary to realize the beauty in protruding collar bones and the sexy sleek curvature of the rib cage. Nothing turns me on more than a woman who looks like she may have endured forced labor and a 200 calorie a day diet for the past year.
via feministing
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