Body Image Mad Libs‏

Remember how fun Mad Libs were?

You'd try to gross out/amuse your friends by coming up with the dumbest or most outrageous adverbs and names, so when your story was read, it sounded something like, "After waking up in my HOLEY UNDERWEAR and see the CUCKOO BIRD streaming through the window, I stretched my EARLOBE, let out a STINKY SCREAM and SNOTTILY got out of CHEST OF DRAWERS."

Well, now there are body image mad libs, brought to us by an organization called The Joy Project. Try it! I printed it out and did it myself because I'm a loser and have no friends Dan was asleep and my screwy LA-based body clock was keeping me awake. I'll post my results below, but you can/should do it, too. This is especially effective if you're bored out of your mind at work because you're actually printing and writing!!

IF I LOVED MY OWN BODY

If I woke up one morning suddenly adoring my body, the first thing I’d do is become a backup dancer for Justin Timberlake. I’d allow myself to eat fudge and peanut butter when I felt like it because I’d know that moderation, not deprivation or overindulgence, is the healthiest way to go. I’d exercise to have fun and keep my body healthy, (rather than lose five more pounds, or to work off last night’s dessert, or this morning’s binge), so I’d stop three-legged racing and dance instead. I’d finally be fearless enough to skydive*, and I wouldn’t feel self-conscious or bad about it, and anyone who would look down on me is just a/an ninny anyway. When I get home, a romp between the sheets would be brilliant because I wouldn’t be bashful about ripping off my clothes. Hell, I bet it would be better than that scene in Anchorman. Afterwards, I’d burn all of my Spanx and wear a thong bikini
and sexy shoes to a hiphop club. I’d go to Dan's or even Tina Fey's house without even looking in the mirror! I'd even go grocery shopping without a shred of self-consciousness. Or I'd go out to a party and spend more time singing than obsessing about the guac and cheese cubes or clinging to the wall feeling insecure. I might even strip. In fact, if I focused more on my body's
awe-inspiring ability to become a lifeguard rather than on how I look, I’d probably start calling myself The Pink Powerhouse. Plus, with all the money I’d save not buying Diet Mountain Dew, I’d have extra cash to put toward redecorating my entire home in West Elm and Chiasso. One thing is for sure: I wouldn’t give a hoot if my knees started to sag, because I would be too busy toasting my funny!

*Note: I will NEVER go skydiving, Mad Libs be damned. This has nothing to do with body confidence and everything to do with being sane.

Happy Mad Libbing! And Happy National Underwear Day! What are you wearing to celebrate? I'm toying between a pink lace Hanky panky knockoff from the Gap and a black thong with a Rubic's Cube on the crotch that says, "I Play Mind Games." Classy. Oh, and I hate the name Fresh Pair as a brand name for undies. It makes me throw up a little in my mouth. (Though this pic from them most certainly does not.)

Comments

and all my hilarious madlibbing comment went out of my head at the very description of National Underwear Day as a FUN UNIQUE AND EXCITING event.

me? Im rocking the liners (um, nike shorts liners. not panty liners. lest there be any confusion.)

The Joy Project Site is awesome!!! I'm glad I checked it out from your link. It is a great resource for those working with eating disordered clients.

Haha...Love it! My Victoria's Secret underwear say I Love Geeks :)

Soooo cool! And thanks especially because as someone who is "contemplating" recovery, The Joy Project is new to me. I look forward to perusing the site. Oh, it's my usual workday granny panties today.

Fabulous, Leslie...I love the mad libs!

This is great! Way too cute. Mad Libs are so much fun.

Okay, several comments:

1. This is SO cool.

2. National Underwear Day! How awesome! And what a coincidence, I wore some, even though I didn't know about the holiday. :-)

3. How funny that we had the same "brazen activity".

4. I, too, will never do my "thing I am afraid of doing" because jumping off a cliff is not something I am held back from doing due to body consciousness. It's just, you know, scary.

Thanks for the giggles...

V.

I LOVE Mad Libs!!! I remember doing those the whole bus ride home from school when I was a kid. I'm definitely going to tell everyone about this one.

And....National Underwear Day? For real? I wish I would have known. :-)

I miss playing mad libs!

&& awesome eye candy ;)