I’ve been struck down with some kind of death illness for the past few days. You’d think that being curled up on my couch for 72 hours would mean I could manage a blog post or two, but it hasn’t seemed that way. I’m hoping to be back in action tomorrow, but in the meantime, I poked around the Fatosphere feed for some interesting links.
Fat fashion tips from—where else?—Fatshionista:
Don’t be afraid to belt it. Belts change the shape of so many items and are very hip right now. Try them over an open cardigan, just below the bust with a long shirt, or with a great dress. Look at Michelle Obama for inspiration. That woman knows how to creatively wear a belt!
A show called Horseland that aims dangerous messages to kids, from Body Impolitic:
As she is training to jump the hurdles, the skinny girls get in some weight-related jabs: “I hope her belly doesn’t hit the bar when she goes over!” Then the girls all laugh at the horse. (Yes, your child gets NOT ONLY a lesson in eating disorders, but ALSO a lesson in how to taunt and make fun of someone who is fat!)
Musings on fat and sexuality from wellroundedtype2:
There’s also the assumption made about the fat person’s partner — that they must either have some sort of fetish, or really care about “inner beauty,” or be so in love they are able to “see past the fat.”
The Weight Watchers Hunger Monster is voiced by Jeaneane Garafalo, according to The F Word, where Rachel quotes Garafalo as once saying:
For most of my career, my weight has vacillated between 115 and 140 pounds. But I’m not proud of losing weight — it’s been a sell out. I lost weight so I could be considered for a wider range of acting jobs. I don’t pretend that it’s a health kick or that it’s just to feel better about myself. I’m smoking a lot more — about a half a pack to two packs a day — and drinking more coffee and Diet Coke and more water, which I hate. I joined Crunch gym and went for three weeks, but then I stopped because I couldn’t handle the workouts. I continue to fantasize about what I really want to eat every fucking day. I don’t think I’m sexy, but I do get a lot more compliments now. I just don’t take them as compliments… I don’t think I’m going to stay thin, because I’m not genetically disposed to being thin.
And finally, at Every Woman Has An Eating Disorder, Kim Kardashian’s cellulite and Michelle Obama’s “normal body”—wait, Michelle Obama is Hollywood fat?
A couple of people have mentioned that perhaps Michelle Obama’s presence will usher in a new, larger, body ideal (with the idea that she isn’t as tiny as former first ladies. . . Nancy Reagan and Jackie O come to mind). I’ve heard her described as “normal-sized” (whatever that means), and many suggest that she’s because she’s not a thin woman, she represents the masses.
Discuss any or all of the above in the comments, and hopefully I will be back in action tomorrow!
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