Yesterday, I had to explain to someone what a thigh gap was. This poor father of a young teenaged girl had overheard her saying that she was hitting the gym to work on her thigh gap. And he was confused and concerned.
I will be honest, I do not understand the obsession with the thigh gap. Okay, so it’s more attractive if your thighs do not touch. Fine, whatever. I’m pretty sure my thighs have always touched. I mean, there may have been a growth spurt somewhere in my life where they didn’t, but for the most part, my thighs have been very close friends. I am so glad corduroy pants aren’t in right now. Anyone else remember that sound?
I’m also pretty sure that no matter how much weight I lose, my thighs will always touch. It’s a function of how I’m shaped. And the same is true for a lot of women. It has to do with hips and bones and other anatomical things that I don’t know a lot about. And there are women who will always have a thigh gap because of how they’re built.
I have seen photos online where people are clearly photoshopping their legs so that they give themselves a gap between their thighs or they stand so that it looks like their thighs naturally don’t touch. Seriously? Why is this a thing?
So this dad is now worried that his daughter is obsessing over something she can’t control. My suggestion was just to keep an eye on her. Nothing wrong with a teen going to the gym to workout. Nothing wrong with working on your leg muscles. In fact, I should do more to strengthen my inner and outer thighs to help with knee stability. But if it starts to become an obsession, that’s maybe when it’s time to start asking questions.
Adults do it too. Obsess over whether their thighs touch and how to make them not touch. No matter what I do, my thighs are always going to be the bestest of friends. And I just have to accept that. Accept what you can’t change and change what you can. And don’t let what is popular determine your self worth. Who knows, next year we might be obsessed with pointy elbows or perfectly straight fingers. Trends are weird.