THE BODY POSITIVE POEM THAT YOU NEED TO HEAR RIGHT NOW

Okay guys, I am in love. I have just watched a video of Actor Olivia Warren reciting a poem that she has written all about body positivity. She put it out on her Facebook page on April 12th saying that she was "so sick of men and women poking their bodies with contempt and feeling anything less than beautiful."

Since then the video has been watched 10,000 times (although I think it should be mandatory watching for EVERYONE so hopefully that number will seriously multiply!) and has been picked up by the Huffington Post UK. Speaking to them she said: “Social media and conversations are so full of ‘change yourself’ campaigns or sly ‘hate yourself’ language and images that I just wanted to add one thing that wasn’t that. Something that could perhaps calm the minds of people like me and just remind them that we are all okay and that there will always be something to change. So learning to love what you have really is the only way to live outside of the shadows of food and body guilt that are so ever-present."

Olivia is 22 and in her final year studying at a London drama school and yeh, basically, I'm in love with her for this. Check out her poem here and PLEASE share it 'cos it's great and needs sharing. For anyone unable to listen to it because they're still stuck in an office or classroom, I have typed it out below!

"This is a poem for all those who jiggle, 
I’ll scribble down some reasons to wiggle,
Do not be niggled by the thigh gap brigade, 
I’m a homemade upgrade,
And the last time I weighed my sense of sass, 
I broke the scale.

I’m a kale-dodging female,
Double the squish, it’s cool you can wish on this dish.
Measure my kindness, 28 inches of smiles, miles of compassion, 
And piles of the fashion taking us by storm, called defying the norm. 

70 kilos of smart under your nose, 
Suppose I weigh one tonne of weirdo, don’t fear though, it’s clear to me that 12-stone of trusting is heavy but busting through the disgusting numbers that weigh us down.

To drown in the river we call ‘beauty’,
Now I’m a cutie, but my booty is not the reason why.
I’ll die before letting a size 12 label disable my sense of self.

Smoking hot, but not because I forgot to have lunch.
No, I’m firing a punch to the books that showed us that thin is in, gingers are mingers and the short need support - it’s bullshit. All of it.

Measure my wit, quit the shitty myth of pretty, 
It’s a pity that we all feel the way we do, fuck it, me too.
But I know that I am fierce. 
No more tears, I quit the game that leaves its winners fucking hungry.

Put bluntly, I’m a spunky chunky monkey, 
But I’m also glowing from knowing that growing into my own skin is a win for me and the world. 

Girls, you’re gorgeous; boys, you’re swish, a fucking dish; so join with me and embrace the squish."

Olivia thank you so much for this- never stop being fabulous. xxxx