Every street
is a catwalk
where anorexic teens
pose and pout
seductively, wearing
stilettos and mini skirts
designed by men
which no one will
be able to wear
without wincing,
to influence the
middle-aged
admirers.
(I am so
abnormally fat;
look, that thirteen-year-old
is skinnier than me!)
Every party
is about
seeing who wears what;
if that fat girl
is gonna
bust open her
skinny jeans
to the giggles
of the *bunny*es
that secretly wish
they were confident
enough
to eat more than one chip
at their meals
in public;
the unspoken contest to
see who can
resist
until they fall.
A contest entry
- Ouch! This is Fashion? by Kathleen a Nazarene.
1050 points, ended July 23, 9 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oops!
Fine write for the prompt with the exclusion of the *bunny* word, whatever that was!
Was amazed at the write & content for someone your age. Like the way you start out saying that "every street is a catwalk"! Good job. 
Pointing out the predominant 'weight issues' was something everyone else didn't go near 'cause the prompt was the pix, but, you made a fine case in your write about the absurdity of the fashion industry & honestly if it weren't for the bunny word you might have won a higher prize! 
Thanks for your entry & definitely check out my future contests [you write with passion & clarity!] but, take the time to read & comply with the rules. I did ask to keep it G rated for all ages! 
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Sorry about the *bunny* - it was nothing that bad xD I wanted something to get the message across. Anyway... G-rated means all ages right? (Sorry - I don't live in America
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The first line is my ANNOYANCE with the slogan 'every street's a catwalk' and I am generally annoyed with anorexia and the fact that looking like a stick is considered 'sexy' and 'beautiful'. Hey, girls MY age are concerned about their weight. I'm not. I LIKE food
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