Did you hear the one about the plush girl?

January 16, 2009

Omg – I love when the muse is rockin’ when i wake up in the morning and i have to kick it all out before i get to do anything at all. Especially after only three hours sleep. Loosens me up.

This is an original post for my women’s fiction short stories and essays blog – a blog that includes the lies we are told as women in the American culture, for the most part. But I have readers worldwide, so you tell me, do you get the same cruppie as we?toadstool1

You know the cruppie lies and misconceptions where we feel like we are gorgeous peaches then find out we are considered toadstools, poisonous mushrooms, somehow defective.

Did you hear the one about the peaches and oranges? I love Paulo Coelho’s mind and heart. He has many parables on his Amazon blog. See his book page for The Alchemist, scroll down to the blog.

Anyway, he told the one about the lovely fruit.

raspberries-ripe-fruitAn old man sold fruit on the side of the road, beautiful expensive fruit that he praised. He made a fine living enjoying selling peaches and oranges to travelers.

His educated son came from the city and said, father, don’t you realize times are tough and people cannot buy this expensive fruit now. The man was not able to read, so no, he had not known the economy was down. I guess no one was complaining.

He bought cheaper fruit, reduced his prices and promotional efforts, didn’t feel he could praise the new fruit. Times got tough for him too.

Ladies, I’ve got to bring it on home.

Did you hear the one about the plush girl who just reached puberty?  A budding young woman with clouds of curls, clear blue eyes, and sun-kissed cameo skin, treasuring a figure she moved gracefully.

She was fourteen years old and lived in the country. Her parents, grandparents, great-grandparents were all plush, soft people who worked hard on their hobby farm with organic gardens. plush girl farmShe sold fruit and vegetables to their community. They treasured their free time, went biking, canoeing, and played backgammon instead of owning a television. Seldom went to the city, then only museums or to visit plush city cousins. A saving grace… an American woodworking journal was their main magazine.

The plush girl’s cousin was one year younger. She visited every summer. This visit the cousin brought a one year subscription of an American teenager magazine. Three magazines from her friend’s older sister’s pile. And a magazine from the friend’s mother’s women issues collection.

They spent two weeks reading at bedtime – weight, body image, self acceptance, diet, food choices, health. Stop eating that junk or you will die of high cholesterol and diabetes, you must eat this and be thin to be safe from fat diseases. Fear-factors in health and mental disorders if one did not have self acceptance. Frizzy hair? Tame those curls. Are your legs too knobby or too fat – if so here is how to dress. Do you think your nose is too big, it’s never too big, love yourself. Do you worry you are different from other teens – just love yourself and embrace their differences too and if you are fat take the obesity challenge together and you will all be so much happier. Will he like you even when you look like that – if not here is how to convince him. If he does not like you don’t waste the cute just be the best you can and be yourself and be sure to be thin and move on. The ultimate question. The pretty, slender girl’s photograph over the hornet-target, confidence-zinger, self-doubt-builder caption, “Do you think you are fat?”

toadstool1And the plush girl wilted.

We know the ropes.

But I cannot in fair conscience leave the plush girl wilted.

After all, we have naïve young women in their teens reading this blog about the lies we are told. We must tell them the truth. Help me out with other scenarios. Your comments are safe, I moderate all comments on my blogs so the haters and fearful ones cannot sting you.

Scenario #1 Plush girl turned skinny/plush/skinny/extraplush/ almost skinny/extraextraplush as a woman. Struggled, fought, kicked, cried and screamed her self-hatred all the way up to three hundred pounds in every effort to chisel svelte from her plush body. Then she got mad. Quit dieting. Embraced her normal food desires, normal exercise of canoeing and biking, gardening and walking. She ended up at an extra-plush two hundred twenty-five pound. The extra fifty pounds she carried now are because she dieted, so it is pretty much a given that her metabolism is screwed for a few more years at least. Oh, and she gave birth to three lovely children so that usually changes everything, except for some women with those-kind-of-genes who remain svelte after birthing their third child twenty-two years ago.

Scenario #2 Someone told her that she was lovelier to them than any of the slender girls in the magazines. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. She bought it and lived happily ever after.

Scenario #3 Plush lush girl had the stamina of an ox and verve of a warrior goddess. She woke up the next morning with resolve that she would not allow these freaking insane publishers and writers change her life. She looked in the mirror and could see her nose was a little big, it matched her plush face just fine. Her knees were a little cushiony but they held up her lush body and made for sturdy walking and ladder climbing. bbw-bicyclingShe could dance the rump off a cow, canoe a wild river, bike up a mountain. Her frizzy hair, when spirited with H2O, regrouped into the halo of curls framing her round shoulders to give her the beauty and balance every portrait artist dreams they will paint.plush-girl-peachHer bosom was ripe like the fruit in the orchard… she read that somewhere in one of her plush great-grandfather’s poetry books.

Plush lush girl exhaled. Then she smiled at the truth in the mirror.

MIRRORS

From Paulo Coelho’s Blog: “Mirrors are the attribute of vanity, and represent the narcissistic solitude of the vain. On the other hand, they can also represent the knowledge of oneself, the truth of oneself.”

“Paulo Coelho is a firm believer of Internet as a new media and is the first Best-selling author to actively support online free distribution. See http://piratecoelho.wordpress.com .”

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10 Responses to “Did you hear the one about the plush girl?”

  1. Bill Fabrey Says:

    I liked the story and all three scenarios at the end, but most closely identify with #2. I am the lad who would have told her she is beautiful the way she is. Sadly, many men (and women) who admire the plus, the extraplush, or the extraextraplush figure, are afraid to say so, and keep their feelings to themselves. Not me!

  2. essaadams Says:

    We are lucky to have you Bill. All of us. *_* I am happy you enjoyed the story.

  3. Sandy Dixon Says:

    Essa,
    What a beautiful story! I vote for either of the last 2 endings after having lived ending #1 myself. I just love the way you write! Sandy

  4. essaadams Says:

    Sandy – there you are – I am taking many of my stories and the first three chapters of my novel to Scribd this week. How exciting. The blog is doing well. Not many RSS from here but in the other networks, there are readers. I know they are real because they don’t have their own blogs! Very exciting since this is a contender for an Amazon Kindle blog this spring, remember. Thanks for your comments and encouragement. Essa

  5. Dawn Howard Says:

    Hey Essa – your story was lovely but I got stuck on the word plush, or perhaps mesmerized would be a better description. I really like that word! I don’t know how I missed that one all these years, it had to be burried in there somewhere with zaftig and fluffy. What a lovely word and what a nice tie-in with the first story about fruit.

    Plush has such a nice sound an connotation to it.

    Plush . . . lush . . . luxurious . . .

    And someday I hope to be at ending number 2 or even 3 but I’m usually stuck in #1.

    Best,
    Dawn

  6. essaadams Says:

    I’ve been using plush for awhile. When, Pooh, my oldest skunk was very fat like a Winnie the Pooh toy I would squeeze him and called him plush and it stuck.

  7. Mike Says:

    Just passing by. Btw, your website has great content!

  8. fishclamor Says:

    i love your writing! i started my day reading this piece (condron) and plush, i love plushgirl. i am plushgirl. she might be the new everygirl!

    thanks for your delicious writing and hey i’m from indiana and remember those tollbooths from my childhood…i will read that piece later and it will be easy because i will put you on my blogroll!

    fishclamor.wordpress.com .

  9. essaadams Says:

    Thank you so much – I enjoy writing, it make me feel in touch with life somehow, I laugh a lot when writing, feel alot. Thanks!

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