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marzipan LOVES: dina martina

July 10, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Last night, I had the distinct pleasure of playing hooky from my cab-driving shift and going to the DINA MARTINA show with the sisters. It was a vaguely peculiar crowd, filled with many straight-laced day-trippers who looked lost and a little bit scared. I will say that the absolute genius and fabulousness of Dina is not always recognizable to the average person, but given one moment and a little suspension of disbelief.. I do believe she is one of the BEST of the BEST, and having grown up in the dressing rooms of many of Provincetown’s finest drag queens, I am fairly positive I can be held to a high power of authority in this case. 

And just in case you aren’t familiar with the spectacular phenomenon that is Dina Martina, here are a few clips to introduce you/”refresh your non-existent memory”:

xxxx.

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what I learned from weight watchers

July 9, 2009 · 1 Comment

and how those reminders impacted the rest of my life. 

So last night I was sitting at dinner, merrily celebrating my sweetheart’s birthday, and I was thinking about the promise that I made her as one of her birthday presents: a week without fighting and discord. And I suddenly felt several emotions simultaneously. First, I was feeling embarrassed about my neediness/insecurity/penchant for fighting, and the fact that we even needed to come to an agreement like this. Shouldn’t every week be free of discord and fighting? But somehow it seemed doubly important that I curb my tongue and bide the week out.

And then I remembered two days prior when I had fought her, for no reason whatsoever. But today had been perfect, and that’s what mattered. 

During my brief Weight Watchers stint, I found myself continually comforted by the fact that each day your points start anew, and no matter how many times you just threw in the towel, the minute the sun came up again your point counter reset itself and you were forgiven with a fresh start. 

I am often plagued by residual guilt. By nature I cling to argument and conflict, swirling deep in the drama while I sleep, and the first thought I have upon waking is the desire to keep processing whatever I had put down the night before. I have a hard time giving myself a new beginning. When I was in Puerto Rico this winter I would sometimes wake up hysterical feeling guilty about the things that I had done in my life that didn’t live up to my own rules of moral conduct. C would wake up confused and comfort me and tell me that we could start over together because everyone makes mistakes and that I needed to just let go. 

But I have a very hard time letting go.

So I was sitting at dinner last night, chastising myself for having been less than perfect on this one and only one week that I promised not to fight or pettily argue. And there was a voice in my head reminding me that it was ok, because each day was a new day and this one had been successful. And it’s funny because that wasn’t a lesson I ever remembered learning. But suddenly I was so glad that I had, everyone deserves to be cut a little slack from time to time, because we are all doing the best that we can.

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body loving blog-o-sphere 07.05.09

July 5, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Happy fourth of July friends!! I have to say that I have been all tensed up and near hysterical for the past week or so, and this holiday weekend could not have come at a better time. AND I was lucky enough to spend the day smooching and eating burgers and palling around with my bestie and her family celebrating the fact that she JUST GOT ENGAGED. AND we even had some tandem-hooping attempts, which everyone knows is hilarious and may be one of my favorite things. 

That said, the internet has been pretty sweet too this week, and here are my most favvvvorite finds:

Alright, now go back out and enjoy the sunshine!! 

xx.

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learning to love your body regardless of your size

July 3, 2009 · Leave a Comment

As I was just browsing one of my new and favorite blog finds, sexgenderbody, (which is amazing and worth checking out IMMEDIATELY), a reader poll pertaining to body image appeared on the homepage which reminded me of something I had been meaning to address for quite some time now. As you all know, and hopefully adore, Medicinal Marzipan is at its heart a blog that works to promote self love, positive body image, and personal well-being, as well as negotiating the complicated and often difficult road of one girl traveling towards a place where all of those things are possible. I just wanted to take a moment to reiterate that, while naturally MM is a blog that is fat-positive (due to my own personal struggles and those that I find pressing on a daily basis), it is my hope that this blog can serve as a place to promote self-love no matter what your body type. 

found at the Les Toil Hilda Page

I cannot tell you how many times on a daily basis I run into people who are carrying around an unhealthy and unfortunate amount of shame and self-loathing towards their bodies. This guilt and negative emotional pattern can in turn contaminate every part of your life and self-perception, from the clothes that you put on in the morning, to your feelings of acceptance and happiness in your job/friendships/relationships, to your sex life, and (most importantly) to your relationship with your self when you are all alone and there is nothing left to use as a scapegoat for the ultimate reality of your unhappiness. Learning to love yourself regardless of your size is one of the most crucial and beneficial gifts that a person can give themselves. The ripple effects of learning to experience self love will touch every part of your life, improving and lightening the load of your heart with every step. 

The reader poll on sexgenderbody states: When I look at myself naked in the mirror, I feel... To which 57% of the responses answered shame. This really resonated with me, because as someone who is no stranger to feeling ashamed when I look at myself in the mirror, I take great sadness in knowing that other people feel the same way. We are limiting ourself with the enormous amount of perpetual shame we feel in regard to the way we look.  Think of how much time you would have in your day if you could teach yourself to replace negative feelings of self-loathing, with feelings of joy and love and abundance. 

Perhaps at this moment you are thinking to yourself, well Marizpan, thats just the way I feel and could you please get off of your soap box because I saw you shuffling down the street this morning in a clear and obvious battle with your body not looking like you’re loving much of anything, much less your self.  And you would be right. One of my first thoughts this morning was that I felt fat and uncomfortable and completely undesirable. In fact, I have wasted much of the day feeling this way, but I take comfort in knowing that these thoughts become less frequent everyday, and I love myself now a whole heck of a lot more than I did a year ago. 

The most amazing thing about this problem, is that I have found that it lends itself to nearly ALL body types and sizes. And, while I sit secretly imbued in disgust and resentment when a very thin friend of mind regales her negative body image and personal feelings of shame regarding her body, it is important to keep perspective on this point. Nearly everyone, no matter how skinny/tall/perfectly shaped they may look, feels this way about themselves from one time to another. So, it is important to promote healthy body image regardless of size, even when that seems difficult. 

Tools for learning to love your body no matter what your size:

  • Buy clothing (and, perhaps more importantly, underwear) that fits you and allows you to feel comfortable/sexy/pulled together/happy. STOP WORRYING ABOUT THE SIZE ON THE LABEL. There is nothing worse than feeling like you have to starve yourself for a week to fit into that dress you bought a size too small, because you just couldn’t bring yourself to buy a size 6/14/24/whatever. Getting stressed about getting dressed in the morning has an unfortunate way of ruining your entire day, and sometimes the tight pull of your size-too-small-underwear becomes a constant reminder of your perceived failures all day long. 
  • Talk sweetly to yourself. Look in the mirror and tell yourself how beautiful you look. Bonus points if you can do this naked. Because, remember, you are beautiful, many people probably think so, and a little reminder to your heart here and there will go a long, long way. 
  • Do not give people who delight in making you feel fat/ugly/unlovable/unworthy a SINGLE SECOND more of your time. Wash your hands of them (but have compassion, because probably the root of their meanness lies in their own insecurities). 
  • Move your body. It is MUCH harder to hate your _insert body part here_ when it is directly responsible for allowing you to walk down the street/carry your groceries/have amazing sex/pick up your children. You will feel better with every step you take. Bonus points for doing something like hula hooping which will both cause you to move your body around, and also allow you to express some sensual creativity. (It is an absolute fact that you cannot feel badly about your body and hula hoop at the same time, this is a 100% smile guaranteer.) 
  • Do not sit around with your friends/family/loved ones and bitch about your bodies as a form of social interaction. It hurts you. It hurts them. I am willing to risk my life that you have better things you could be doing with your time. 

How are you learning to love your body?

Awesome image found at the Les Toil Hilda Page.

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ask marzipan: do girls like guys to have manicured fingernails?

June 30, 2009 · Leave a Comment

So, this question was verbalized to me so i do not have the conversation VERBATIM, but it went something like this:

Me: J what have you always wanted to ask me. 

J: Well. It seems a little weird, but I’ve always wondered, would girls rather if a guy has perfectly manicured fingernails?

And then I stifled a giggle. MANICURED FINGERNAILS? I am not that kind of girl. At all. But then I thought some more about it, and did a little research with some of my straight(er) friends.. and it turns out, girls (at least many of the ones I talked to) DO prefer nails that are kept neat and short. So, it appears that the answer to this question depends on the type of girls that you’re trying to attract. I highly suspect J is more interested in the types of girls I talked to rather than girls like myself, so the answer to his question would be a definitive, yes. However, I find this debatable. 

When I like boys, I think I like boys who are too busy doing tough, “manly” things, to worry about the state of their nails, and I usually don’t stop to notice what their hands looks like because I’m too distracted thinking about what it will be like for them to throw me against something and make out with me wildly. (As my women’s studies teacher dies a little inside hearing me say that.) But, really, for as queer as I am and I can be, mostly I find nothing sexier than a little traditional gender role playing. And I don’t think I really care about the state of my girlfriends fingernails either. Also for the previous reason. 

But I’m not a particularly pulled together girl myself. When I got home from my cabbing shift last night, I found myself looking at my hands before washing my face at 2 AM, and not only were they absolutely grimy, they were also about about two weeks too long. So, it just goes to show. 

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That said, I find this literally terrifying. 

Ask me questions! Email me at medicinalmarzipan @ gmail.com, with any and all queries.

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