By Eve Ensler
Botox, bulimia, breast implants: Eve Ensler, writer of the foreign sensation The Vagina Monologues, is again, this time to rock our view of what it capability to have a “good body.” “In the 1950s,” Eve writes, ladies have been “pretty, perky. they'd a blond Clairol wave of their hair. They wore girdles and waist-pinchers. . . . lately solid women sign up for the military. They climb the company ladder. They visit the gymnasium. . . . They put on painful pointy footwear. They don’t devour an excessive amount of. They . . . don’t consume in any respect. They remain excellent. They remain skinny. i may by no means be good.”
The sturdy physique starts with Eve’s tortured dating along with her personal “post-forties” abdominal and her skirmishes with every little thing from Ab Rollers to fad diets and fascistic running shoes in an test get the “flabby badness” out. As Eve hungrily seeks self-acceptance, she is joined by means of the voices of ladies from L.A. to Kabul, whose obsessions also are laid naked: a tender Latina candidly evaluations her humiliating “spread,” a obdurate layer of fats that she calls “a moment pair of thighs.” The spouse of a plastic medical professional recounts being systematically reconstructed–inch through inch–by her “perfectionist” husband. An getting older journal govt, nonetheless haunted by means of her mother’s long-ago feedback, describes her determined pursuit of sweet sixteen as she relentlessly does sit-ups.
Along the best way, Eve additionally introduces us to girls who've came across a hard-won peace with their our bodies: an African mom who celebrates each one person physique as symptoms of nature’s range; an Indian lady who transcends “treadmill mania” and delights in her plump cheeks and curves; and a veiled Afghani lady who's prepared to hazard imprisonment for a style of ice cream. those are only the various inspiring tales woven via Eve’s worldwide trip from obsession to enlightenment. eventually, those monologues develop into a private serious warning call from Eve to like the “good our bodies” we inhabit.
From the Hardcover edition.