Body figure

It [consciousness-raising] was a profound shakeup. I learned that much of what I’d suffered throughout my life, what I had thought was uniquely mine, was actually experienced by many women, I’d always hated my body with its crooked spine, hated my lack of pigment. But in this sheltered room in East Hampton [New York], among women whose perfect figures I had envied, I learned to my surprise that they had suffered the same disappointments—hating their too small, too large, unequal or droopy breasts, the stretch marks of childbirth on their bellies, their flat asses or spongy thighs. Vera Klement