Showing posts with label beauty standards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty standards. Show all posts

Monday, March 11, 2013

Show me how you burlesque!

Oh my gosh, almost a month has gone by since our first burlesque gig on Valentine’s day. So as promised, in this post I’m going to ramble a bit about burlesque in general, what I think of it and so on. Beware, wall of text coming right up!

So, what is burlesque? Wikipedia states:

“Burlesque is a literary, dramatic or musical work intended to cause laughter by caricaturing the manner or spirit of serious works, or by ludicrous treatment of their subjects. The word derives from the Italian burlesco, which itself derives from the Italian burla – a joke, ridicule or mockery.

Burlesque overlaps in meaning with caricature, parody and travesty, and, in its theatrical sense, with extravaganza, as presented during the Victorian era. "Burlesque" has been used in English in this literary and theatrical sense since the late 17th century. It has been applied retrospectively to works of Chaucer and Shakespeare and to the Graeco-Roman classics. Contrasting examples of literary burlesque are Alexander Pope's sly The Rape of the Lock and Samuel Butler's irreverent Hudibras. An example of musical burlesque is Richard Strauss's 1890 Burleske for piano and orchestra. Examples of theatrical burlesques include W. S. Gilbert's Robert the Devil and the A. C. Torr – Meyer Lutz shows, including Ruy Blas and the Blasé Roué

A later use of the term, particularly in the United States, refers to performances in a variety show format. These were popular from the 1860s to the 1940s, often in cabarets and clubs, as well as theatres, and featured bawdy comedy and female striptease. Some Hollywood films attempted to recreate the spirit of these performances from the 1930s to the 1960s, or included burlesque-style scenes within dramatic films, such as 1972's Cabaret and 1979's All That Jazz, among others. There has been a resurgence of interest in this format since the 1990s.”

Correct me if I’m wrong, but in my opinion nowadays burlesque is a performing art that usually includes comedy and striptease. However, not everybody agree on that! Some say it’s pure comedy with no erotic aspects, others say it’s just striptease with a fancier name. One of the most common opinions is that it’s just a chance for fat chicks to shake some booty too. When I heard that I actually felt quite insulted at first but later I started to notice a seed of truth and here’s why.

I have been a total fan of burlesque for several years. I think I’ve gone to most burlesque events in my city for several years and last year when we decided to form our own little burlesque group and start practicing I felt thrilled. But why? I’ve always felt that burlesque is very empowering. The scene is filled with brave women (and men) who dare to show off their erotic side on stage! And well, let’s face it… for me the most amazing thing has always been the diversity of nearly nude human bodies, beautiful in some very different way that in mainstream media.

So yes, burlesque is a chance for fat chicks to shake some booty. However, the same chance is for all others too. For that shy girl with glasses and body as a twig, or that single mom with deflated breasts, or that goth kid with stretch marks and skin pale as Finnish landscape on winter. In think it is fairly pointless to argue if burlesque is more theater or striptease, that is not important. To me, burlesque is all about embracing our bodies and the “faults” that come with it, and loving ourselves despite (and also because) of them. Most of the people who come to see burlesque (at least here in Finland) are women and I think that the cheer that emerges whenever a piece of clothing hits the floor is not because of progressing nudity, it is a cheer for bravery and also a cheer of relief (“Oh my gosh, that girl in there is just as… normal as me..!”).

Since I started doing burlesque my self confidence has increased so much! I feel more accepting towards my body… Of course I still want to improve it by training and diet but I also want to pamper it (which is fairly new to me). And I’m more forgiving towards myself, too, more allowing. So to me, the whole point of burlesque is to bring joy to people. That means both the audience AND the performer.

Speaking of performance, I think our show was a huge success! So many people came to see us they actually had to close the doors at some point because the bar was so full of people! Haha, the bar management definitely didn’t see that coming! I’m so happy that so many of my friends came to show their support, even though some of them had to leave because of the huge mass of people it really meant the world to me to see them there.

The show went well enough, I made a few mistakes and almost tripped when my heel got stuck to my skirt but I managed to pull it off in the end and I was happy with it. Next time I’ll do even better!

Truth to be told I think I was more nervous about what people, especially my family would think of this new hobby than about the actual performing. I must say that for a while I thought that this would make me a bad daughter, affect my possibilities to find work, etcetera… but then I realized that I personally don’t see anything wrong in doing burlesque (quite the opposite!) and it would be stupid of me to think that if someone else would judge me that persons opinion would be more important than mine own! I’m not perfect and my choices aren’t perhaps the choices that someone else would make, but they are my choices, and I should stick to what I feel to me is the right thing to do!

Below a couple of shots of me during our show, if you’d like to see more pictures of us go check out our Facebook page! ♥

© Pauli Tavasti

© Anniina Holappa


Friday, June 1, 2012

Of body and soul

Hello. I've been thinking long and hard weather I should write about this subject and if so, what would I have to say? I've finally made up my mind and decided that I will write about it. So today's post will be about body (issues). Sorry about rather free style of writing. :D

Tervehdys. Olen miettinyt pitkään ja hartaasti pitäisikö minun kirjoittaa tästä aiheesta ja jos niin mitä? Päätin nyt sitten tarttua härkää sarvista ja alkaa rustaamaan tekstiä aiheesta keho ja kehonkuva... anteeksi vaan tajunnanvirtamaisuus.

When I first started this blog I was trying to lose a little bit weight (and I did). I wanted to look better in my own eyes and of course in others' too. Almost exactly one year later I was afraid of dying. I weighted only 48kg, I felt powerless, I couldn't sleep, walk let alone exercise... do much anything. Because of the Hyperthyreosis, which also made me lose weight rapidly no matter how much I ate. It was without a doubt one of the scariest things I've ever experienced and it got me thinking... what really is important for me? Being skinny (aka constantly dieting since I'm not naturally skinny) suddenly didn't feel that important at all. I just wanted to be healthy and powerful again. I can normally do like 100 situps easily but suddenly I could only do like... two. I felt totally useless. And now, that I have finally gotten better and gained like 7kg of weight... I feel very confused. art of me is happy as hell that I can do whatever I want again, that I feel good, that I am alive. But part of me feels like a total failure for gaining all that weight... And the weirdest part is that I don't even know weather I looked better or worse before! At least Wolf is happy, he says I look more womanly now. But I'm not sure what to think. It feels terrible when your clothes don't fit you anymore. And I feel like... my value is diminished. I compare myself again. Bars make me sad. Internet makes me sad. And at the same time I keep thinking that this shit shouldn't even be important!

Kun aloitin kirjoittamaan tätä blogia halusin pudottaa vähän painoa (ja pudotinkin). Halusin näyttää paremmalta omaan silmääni ja tottakai myös muiden. Melkein tarkalleen vuosi myöhemmin pelkäsin kuolevani. Painoin 48kg, olin täysin voimaton, en pystynyt nukumaan, en kävelemään, phumattakaan treenaamisesta... en jaksanut oikein mitään kiitos hypertyreoosin joka sai myös painoni putoamaan hälyyttävällä tahdilla vaikka söin kuin hevonen. Se oli eittämättä yksi elämäni pelottavimpia kokemuksia ja sai minut ajattelemaan mikä minulle on oikeasti tärkeää? Timmi kroppa (eli jatkuva laihdutus koska en todellakaan ole luonnostani laiha) ei yhtäkkiä tuntunut minusta ollenkaan tärkeältä. Halusin vain terveen, vahvan kroppani takaisin. Pystyn normaalsti heittämään helposti 100 vatsalihasta, tuolloin sain ehkä... kaksi. Tunsin itseni hyödyttömäksi. Ja nyt kun voin jo paljon paremmin ja paino on noussut seitsemisen kiloa... olo on hämmentynyt. Toisaalta olen helvetin onnellinen että sytyn taas tekemään mitä haluan, voin hyvin ja olen elossa, toisaalta taas tunnen epäonnistuneeni koska olen lihonut niin paljon... Ja omituisinta on se, etten edes tiedä näytänkö nykyisissä mitoissani paremmalta vai huonommalta kuin ennen! Susihukka on ainakin onnellinen, näytän kuulemma naisellisemmalta. Mutta itse en tiedä mitä ajatella. On kamalaa kun ei enää mahdukaan johonkin vaatteeseen. Tuntuu kuin oma arvo olisi jotenkin laskenut. Vertailen taas itseäni ja tulen surulliseksi baareissa ja selaillessani nettiä. Ja samaan aikaan mietin että tuon ei pitäisi olla mulle millään lailla tärkeä asia!


Let's face it. I've been fat before. And Wolf loved me just as much as he does now. Although I partially lost weight before because I wanted to look better in his eyes. But it had nothing to do with it! What does affect our relationship however is the fact that I have become very self conscious about my weight... and about my body in general. I think that somehow falling ill and losing control over my own body pushed me over the edge and now I feel lost. On the other hand I want my body to be perfectly toned and all but even more I just want to be happy. I don't want to torture my body with crazy diets anymore. I don't want to count calories and refuse ice cream or go to bed hungry. I realize that I have been too hard for my body, even though it has served me so well. It has allowed me to do many kinds of sports, it has given me and my man pleasure, it has been very tough and healthy and endured many challenging jobs, always healed fast and well and I have repaid this with cruelty.

Mutta siis. Mä olen ennenkin ollut läski. Susihukka rakasti mua ihan yhtä paljon silloinkin, vaikka myönnettäköön että alunperin aloitin laikkarin että näyttäisin paremmalta Susihukan silmissä. Mutta painolla ei ollut kyllä mitään tekemistä sen asian kanssa! Se mikä on meidän suhteeseen vaikuttanut on mun jatkuva painontarkkailu ja kriiseily kroppani kanssa. Jollain tapaa kai sairastuminen ja kontrollinen menttäminen oman kehin suhteen suisti mut yli laidan ja nyt olen ihan hukassa sen suhteen mitä pitäsi tehdä. Toisaalta haluaisin treenata täydellisen timmin kropan itselleni, mutta vieläkin enemmän haluaisin olla onnellinen. Mä en enää halua kiduttaa mun kehoa hulluilla kuntokuureilla. Mä en halua enää laskea kaloreita enkä kieltäytyä jäätelöstä enkä mennä nälkäsenä nukkumaan. Pikkuhiljaa tajuntaan iskee ymmärrys että mä olen kohdellut mun kroppaa ihan kamalalla tavalla vaikka sen on toiminut mun hyväksi aina kuin unelma. Se on taipunut vaikka millaseen urheiluun, tuottanut nautintoa niin mulle kuin Susihukallekin, se on pysynyt lujana ja terveenä ja kestänyt vaikka millaisia fyysisesti kuormittavia duuneja ja parantunut aina nopeasti ja hyvin ja palkaksi mä olen vaan julmasti kiduttanut sitä.


I think I should stop hating myself for something that I'm not and start loving myself for something that I am. I am strong, capable of many things and pretty enough like this. Why should I be anything more? Why would it be important? Because for me life is all about being happy. And that doesn't mean being skinny.

Mä haluaisin nyt tehdä päätöksen että lopetan itteni vihaamisen sen vuoksi mitä mä en ole ja alan rakastaa itteäni sen takia mitä mä olen. Mä olen vahva ja pystyn tekemään vaikka ja mitä ja oon ihan riittävän simpsakka ihan tämmösenä. Miks vitussa mun pitäs tavoitella enempää? Miksi se olis tärkeää? Mulle elämän takoitus on kuitenki aina ollu olla onnellinen ja se ei oo sama asia kuin olla laiha.


So... what do you think? How important it is for you to be of trying to be the way you consider perfection? Or what is important for you in life? Of course this post isn't about mocking any body type. If you are naturally skinny you shouldn't force yourself to eat to get more curves. Whatever size the person I've always admired the ones that are happy with themselves. How about you?

Mitäpä mieltä ovat lukijat? Kuinka tärkeää teistä on pyrkiä täydellisyyteen? Tai mikä teille on elämässä ylipäätään tärkeää? Tämän postauksen tarkoitus ei ole sitten morkata mitään vartalotyyppiä. Luonnostaan laihan ei pitäisi pakolla lihottaa itseään saadakseen muotoja ja olipa ihminen mitä kokoa vaan mä olen aina ihaillut niitä jotka on sinut itsensä kanssa. Entä te? 


Btw, to illustrate this post I used pictures of myself practicing pole dancing (taken last week I think). This is one thing I'm very proud that my body can once again do. Skinny or not, I'm very happy with those pictures, they make me look and feel really powerful. <3

Muuten, kuvitin tän postauksen kuvilla joissa treenailen tankoilua (otettu muistaakseni viime viikolla). Tää on yks niistä jutuista joihin mun keho taas pystyy ja joista oon tosi ylpee. Laiha tai ei oon tosi tyytyväinen noihin kuviin, ne saa mut näyttämään vahvalta ja tuntemaan itteni selaseksi. <3

Monday, February 21, 2011

Success!

Last saturday I finally did it. I reached my goal weight! I now weight 50kg (or a bit under/over, depends) and I feel sooooooo proud. :) Now I guess my new challenge will be maintaining that weight, but with healthy eating habits I've learned I think it will be a piece of cake (get it, cake, ahaha). Anyway, since I finally achieved something big, I think I will show you my starting point and also how I am today. Prepare to be shocked!


So... the first one is taken... early winter 2008 I suppose? Or around that time. With Wolf of course. <3 I think I'm around 70kg in this picture, or at least close. I can't be sure, I didn't own a scale back then. The second one is me today, about half an hour ago. :D And about 20kg lighter. :) Right now, in this moment, I am more than happy with myself. I still love food, but I've learned to appreciate simple, healthy foods, not just sweets and greasy snacks. I feel happier with myself and I would be lying if I said I only did it for my health... I did it purely because I wanted to look better.  I'm not saying being skinny makes you beautiful or that you have to be thin to be pretty. But that's just how I feel about my body. I'm quite short and muscular type and I think I seriously look better with a waist. :D Ironically, I myself adore guys that are a bit chubby (or fluffy as Gabriel Iglesias would say ;D) and I simply love manboobs. <3 So remember kids, each to their own. <3


Anyway, I also want to try adding some Youtube videos here. Some fluffiness for you to admire... <3