I’m an elected politician in the UK (nothing grand, just local government), and was in Liverpool this last weekend for my party’s autumn conference. I stayed 4 days in a hotel which had buffet breakfast. Nothing fancy, the usual stuff, eggs, bacon, hash browns, baked beans, you get the idea.
On the morning of day 2 I was at the breakfast buffet, and had placed a rasher of bacon on my plate, some scrambled eggs, and was about to reach for the baked beans when there’s this sarcastic tone of voice behind me, “Oh, going for the *slimming* option today, are we?”
I turned round to see a man I’d never seen before, as if he was expecting something. I just GLARED at him, before moving on.
For the record I am 36 years old, a UK size 14 (which I understand is the average size for women in the UK), I enjoy inactive life with hobbies like rock climbing, and am in pretty good shape. Regardless, what I look like doesn’t matter – I’m actually pretty happy with my body, which is a place I’m pleased to have got to, and I absolutely resent the fact that because I’m female the idea that I might eat protein in public is somehow shocking. I guess it’s #MFIF