I was totally picked on, but look at me now! I was definitely picked on by boys and girls. I was really lanky and skinny and the boys would say, ‘Turn sideways and stick out your tongue, you look like a zipper.’
Sadly, people assume that I am happy because I am so skinny.
Putting on weight for me is really, really hard. If I stop lifting, or if I stop eating, I get skinny really quick.
Tall, sandy blonde, with sort of blue eyes, skinny in places, fat in others. An average gal.
Strong, not skinny, is now sexy, and long workouts are a thing of the past.
I didn’t really have an identity crisis because I really, really knew who I always wanted to be But I definitely had a lot of problems with my body. I was very skinny, and I guess my body was sort of pre-pubescent, but when I grew hips and thighs, I just didn’t know where I was in the world. It was weird.
I love round people, I love skinny people. I love people in general; we’ve got to get past labels and stop being so critical about everything.
When I was younger, people would always say, ‘Are you a ballet dancer?’ I had that look – one of those skinny kids with my hair in a bun.
Don’t hate me, but I’ve always been skinny. I got lucky.
I’m not skinny for the wrong reasons. It’s not because I’m bulimic or anorexic or doing drugs. Compared to a lot of actresses my age, I’m actually overweight.
Of course the defenders are trying to be physical with me. They look at me, 7-3, skinny, they try to be physical.
Simple. Pared down. Timeless. The ties were never too thick or too thin; the pants were never too flared or too skinny. In my life with Dad, he wore Western apparel because we went riding – jeans, cowboy boots, the turquoise belt buckle. But it was all very simple, and that classic look is very ‘Ralph Lauren.’
I always have the same problem when I try to buy something straight off the rack: If I put on a medium, it’s perfectly fitted in the torso, but the sleeves are too short. If it’s a large, the sleeves are long enough, but it’s too baggy. So made-to-measure suits are especially important for me because I’m 6’2” and so skinny.
I mean, everyone walks into the gym on day one skinny or fat. Arnold Schwarzenegger walked into the gym skinny at 15 or 16, and I was that way, too.
When I was younger, I wanted to be tall and skinny. And because I wasn’t, I was disappointed. The great thing about getting older is that I’ve come to accept my shape – and embrace it.
You can’t staple me to the Brooklyn hipster. I don’t buy skinny jeans and $50 T-shirts. I wear the same clothes I’ve always worn, from Target.
Of course, I remember when everybody was thin. It wasn’t until I went to America in the Sixties that I saw anyone who wasn’t skinny thin.
I was training for the N.Y.C. Marathon and was really lean and people would tell me I looked too skinny and sick and that I should go eat a cheeseburger… Those words hurt, I’m not going to lie.
I am a very poppy little girl. I wasn’t allowed to be poppy at first because y’know in my mind, pop stars are thin and beautiful and light, and I’ve never felt beautiful, skinny and light.
I was skinny as a rail and had high cheekbones and a very interesting face – or so I was told.
I have the Skinny Dippers swimsuit line coming out, which I’m really proud of and very excited to do.
Sports nurtures dreams of achieving self confidence and masculine striving for the skinny kid watching a boxer dance around the ring with sublime ease.
Historically, Hollywood comedy has arrived in skinny envelopes. From fence post Buster Keaton to herky-jerky Jerry Lewis to wiry nerve-bundle Woody Allen to hung-loose Richard Pryor to whippy contortionist Jim Carrey, its comics and clowns have tended to be sliced thin and bendable.
We are skinny; this is our work. There are lots of overweight people working in offices, but I’m not going to say, ‘This girl is fat; she can’t work in an office.’
I like doing Zumba. I only do it like, once a week. If I did it more often, I would be very skinny.
I’m all for skinny jeans, a flowing blouse, patterned flats and chunky jewels.
I’m not nearly as big as I was, but I attribute that to eating healthy. I’m just not a skinny girl, and I just want to give more opportunities to people like me.
I’ve always been thin. If you go back to when we first started I’ve always been skinny.
The knee was all deformed, bloodied up and leaking with puss. I just couldn’t move it. Stiff. It was like I had a spare leg. All of my quad was skinny. It was like a pole with a pineapple in the middle of it.
I was always the youngest person in class, skinny, scrawny, no good at sports. I asserted myself by being smart. But then I got to college and started to get C’s and D’s. That was fantastic. I no longer had to be the smartest person in the room.
Starving to be skinny isn’t my thing. When I don’t eat, it affects my mood! On-set, I fuel up with small meals and I’m always grabbing high-protein snacks, like almonds. Chai lattes with espresso also keep me going.
I worked really hard, and I surpassed myself… I didn’t have, visually, what it took. I was not pretty, I had teeth problems, and I was very skinny. I didn’t fit the mold.
What people don’t understand is that calling someone too skinny is the same as calling someone too fat; it’s not a nice feeling.
I’ve been a skinny girl my whole life. I just don’t sit down – I’m always on the go. It must be down to the genes. We have a healthy body image in my house and great appetites. It’d be hard for you to find a food I don’t love.
My parents always told me I’m beautiful the way that I am, and I never thought to myself that I needed to be skinny because there’s a magazine out there that said, ‘Oh, size two,’ or, ‘Oh, this girl’s beautiful because she’s skinny.’
Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
I’ve realized skinny isn’t necessarily attractive. Guys like girls with curves.
When I went to Le Havre, I wasn’t physically ready. I was skinny and not strong enough to play in a tough league. They told me to go back to the second team. I was very disappointed, but maybe that helped me to be the way I am now.
My father went to catch wild frogs. I was skinny and weak, and my father heard their juice would give me size and strength. It tasted very, very bad… but I had to drink it because I wanted to be a footballer, and everyone said I needed to be bigger and stronger.
I don’t think just being skinny means necessarily anorexic.
My eyebrows are a mess. They’re skinny; they’re dodgy.
I was the Kate Moss of my day, atypical of what the public wanted, which was Brigitte Bardot. I was always tall, skinny and angular. But now, society has bought 55 years of my marketing ‘Carmen,’ and I’m considered beautiful. I hope that empowers older women.
It’s not true that clothes look better on skinny girls; what counts is the attitude.
Oh, man, I was a stick in high school. I had a bird chest; I got called that a lot: ‘Bird chest.’ But I’ve always been comfortable with my body, even when I was super skinny.
I wish I was one of those cute pregnant girls who wear skinny jeans throughout their pregnancies. But I just gain weight.
From childhood, I grew up with a lot of apprehensions about my body and appearance. I was skinny, had acne on my face and suffered from an inferiority complex; I thought I was the ugly duckling in my school and college.
I was really skinny and I had greasy hair and I was knock-kneed. There’s something still in me that’s like that, and I catch myself, you know when you’re walking or something, and you think, ‘Oh no, you’re still that drippy person.’
I’m skinny, but a soft skinny. I have strong legs, but my arms are like pea pods with single peas for elbows.
In baseball, it doesn’t matter if you’re tall, skinny, fat, whatever. If you really have talent and you really love to play, I feel like you can make it.
You have to risk to get ahead The person whos always hugging the tree trunk and never walking out onto the skinny branches will never succeed. Sometimes you have to walk out onto the skinny branches, and that means having goals, taking a risk.
Take a random selection of photographs of America in 2012 and 2002 and 1992 and, except for the skinny jeans and the porkpie hats, you’ll be hard-pressed to tell the years in which the pictures were taken.
After the baby, I got bigger, and I like it. I like me better now than when I was young and skinny. I don’t understand this extreme fashion for being anorexic-skinny. We forgot about women with curves – real women. We’re not embracing that anymore.
I like guys who wear nice clothes, nice jeans, nice trainers – I hate skinny jeans and those T-shirts that are really low-cut.
I’m very genetically blessed; I cannot deny it, but I work hard at keeping myself together. Yes, I have nice cheekbones and skinny legs, but I can’t take any credit for it.
When I see someone who is starved, they don’t look alert. They don’t have boundless energy. If you’re too skinny, it looks like you’re near death.
In Los Angeles there’s, like, this awful image because the girls are so skinny. I don’t think it’s attractive whatsoever, and I also think that it gives a bad image to kids that are in their early teens. It’s not healthy.
I want to do a jean line for boys and girls that are sometimes too skinny to fit into jeans, or sometimes a little bit too husky to fit into some jeans.
