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The Promotion of Kim Kardashian’s Met Gala Diet

by Emily Duff

Kim looked absolutely stunning at The Met Gala! She was positively glowing and to wear a dress as iconic as Marilyn Monroe’s ‘Happy Birthday Mr President’ look is amazing. 


Unfortunately, it is being reported that Kim Kardashian had no Carbs or Sugar for Three Weeks prior to The Met Gala. Even more unfortunately, these reports are glorifying the diet as an accomplishment.

Fashion is art. And, if you decide to not eat to create your art, you are free to do so. I completely understand that everyone has free will to do as they please and to take these extremes in order to be proud of what they create and to produce the desired affect.

However, should an event as big as the first Monday in May really promote these kinds of crash diet fads? My issue is not with the dress, Kim or even The Met - it’s with this lifestyle being presented as something to applaud. That is scary. 

People should not be encouraged to follow suit for the sake of losing weight. With eating disorders on the rise, ridiculous laws such as calories being imperative to menus in the UK being implemented, and the continuation of over-edited Instagram photos being shoved down our throats, these diet promotions are not the articles I want to read. 


The Met Gala is a place to breed creativity and to help people escape from the everyday anxieties of bill price rises, war, unemployment; the list goes on. Although hypocritical to watch millionaires dress up amongst those issues, everyone deserves an outlet. 

However, these events made to be a distraction from the bleakness of reality, should not leave us feeling insecure. 

Even icons like Niki Minaj looked uncomfortable on the red carpet, with her stating the dress she wore to The Met Gala was 2 cup sizes too small. Minaj is clearly seen in almost every image with her hands across her chest as a result. 

In Kim’s case, it seems the diet choice was her own. But for Minaj, she should not be made to fit a dress - they should be designed to fit her. 

Just like how you should not be working to fit into your clothes, you should be getting clothes that fit you. 



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