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Jimmy Carr: So, who’s the poshest person you’ve met? Who’s the poshest—? Jon Richardson: You. Jimmy Carr: I’m not that posh! I come across, I think, as a little bit posh, but I’m not. Jon Richardson: That’s posh. “I’m not actually that posh, I—”Jimmy Carr: I grew up in Slough, I can’t be that posh. I’ve just got very good diction. I’d stab you as soon as fucking look at you.  

whitepajamas:

Jimmy Carr: So, who’s the poshest person you’ve met? Who’s the poshest—? 
Jon Richardson: You.
Jimmy Carr: I’m not that posh! I come across, I think, as a little bit posh, but I’m not.
Jon Richardson: That’s posh. “I’m not actually that posh, I—”
Jimmy Carr: I grew up in Slough, I can’t be that posh. I’ve just got very good diction. I’d stab you as soon as fucking look at you.  

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‘“Fat” is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her

I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…

I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’

‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’

What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!

I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.

Jk. Rowling (via brokenindividuals)

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Ask ten adults to define a slut and you’ll hear things like: a woman who has sex with lots of men; a women who sleeps around; a woman who has casual sex; a woman who flaunts her body. They’ll probably also use words like loose, easy, trashy, cheap and desperate. Someone might say: a woman who has the sexual appetites of a man. No one will say: a mythical creature dreamt up by people who are jealous of or threatened by female sexual expression.

Emily Maguire- Princesses & Pornstars (via missrockmeup)

This is the best definition of slut I have ever, ever heard/read: a mythical creature dreamt up by people who are jealous of or threatened by female sexual expression

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