So, Salma Hayek did this interview with Canadian magazine, More, and in it, she talked about her self-esteem, her perception on what happiness is, and a whole mess of other things that’ll probably make you think, ‘Hey, what a nice-sounding girl. We could totally be besties’, but there’s … wait for it … MORE, guys. There’s even more. I’ll just … I’ll let you just read them.
Here’s Salma on her figure:
“I’m not a skinny girl. I push it. I’m at the limit of chubbiness at all times, but I’m happy at all times.”
On her Kryptonite—food:
“Everybody has a weakness. Mine is food. If you love food and you love red wine and they put you in France, you’re in a good place and you’re in a bad place at the same time. You have to weigh yourself every day, and you have to have an alarm number. When you get to that number, you have to start putting it in reverse.”
On what it’s like being a woman in her forties:
“I feel more relaxed. I don’t have to prove something. I don’t have that urge of ‘Something’s missing, gotta get out there and find it somehow.’ I was always dreaming big, but my life is better than anything I dreamed.”
So, on the whole, Salma Hayek definitely has a good sense of healthy self. But these comments about being at the “limit of chubbiness”? What, exactly, does that mean? Does she think that she’s a few pounds from chubby? Or is she saying that she’s fully chub, and a few pounds away from fat? Not sure, but in either case, the entire notion is totally absurd. Absurd. Salma Hayek would be a beautiful woman in any case. Why do we have to bring the word “chub” into it at all?