Body Boundaries, Indian Culture, and Healing Enough to Be Mothers to Our Mothers
My relationship with food was a combination of deep love, reverence, and guilt—making it impossible for me to give it up.
And we all had to triumph. So, in addition to fair skin being the main standard of beauty (a colonial hangover), Indian women now had to be “slim.”
Jane the Virgin
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