Do These Sketches Found At LP Headquarters Prove That Lilly Pulitzer Hates Fat People?

Do These Sketches Prove That Lilly Pulitzer Hates Fat People?

Fat is the new F-word, am I right? It must be, because everyone freaks out if you use it. Call me crazy, but I miss the good, old days, when I could openly admit that I don’t want to be fat without the PC police coming after me. I mean, yes, I know, everybody’s beautiful — except that not everybody is beautiful. Beauty is not really in the eye of the beholder, but in the eye of a mathematical formula known as the “golden ratio.” It measures facial and bodily symmetry, and wouldn’t you know it, across all cultures, and all ages, and all time in history, the same people were thought to be beautiful. It holds true in all sorts of instances, like architecture, and music, and nature. Seriously, look it up. I’m not a mathematician, but I paid attention that day. Sort of.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. I don’t wish to be fat. And I don’t think that’s a crime. Sometimes, I put little notes on my refrigerator reminding me that I have some event coming up, and sometimes I just sit in front of a full-length mirror, gaze at my cellulite, and cry. Both are normal. I’m using the term “both” loosely here, but reminding yourself not to overindulge, because you don’t want your body to suffer the consequences is normal. But when someone at Lilly P headquarters did that, people freaked out.

The tweet states that the photos were on the office fridge, but Huffington Post claims “an updated version of the New York Magazine article includes a caption that reads: ‘This image shows an employee’s personal illustrations at her cubicle,’” though no link to that information is provided.

Was this fat-shaming, or was it simply a girl who doesn’t want to be fat reminding herself not to get fat. I wish Carb Face was here so we could ask her ourselves.

[via Huffington Post]

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Veronica Ruckh

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