“More To Love” Is About Female Insecurity, Not Body Size
I’m not going to lie. I was pretty excited about last night’s premiere episode of “More to Love.” At 6’1″, I’m a big girl no matter how much I weigh. Here was a show dedicated to the plight of all of us larger-sized folk wandering the earth, looking for someone who will say the magic words: “You are big, and that is awesome.”
The premise of “More to Love” is simple. It’s like “The Bachelor,” only people have taken to calling it “The Fatchelor,” because this time around, the dude looking for love is 26-year-old, 6’3″, 330-pound Luke Conley. And he’s not looking for a skinny bitch. He’s looking for a woman who’s “curvy.”And the girls on the show are curvy. The producers didn’t come up with a premise and then fail to execute it. One contender for Luke’s heart weighs in at 279 pounds. Some of the girls are tall, too. One 6’2″ woman who dared to wear heels towered over Luke.
In a lot of ways, the show is a lot like “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette.” For the most part, what you have here are a couple dozen people who are crazy, desperate, or wild-eyed enough to figure that looking for their One True Love on reality TV is a good idea. (History would suggest, with a few exceptions, that, in fact, it is not.)
Mostly, the show is benign. Compared to the weave-pulling, spit-flying, and bitch-slapping seen on, say, VH1, “More to Love” is more kind than cruel. And since this is love we’re talking about, you’d think that’d be a good thing. Luke is a nice guy. He tells the women they’re beautiful, he politely procures pretty innocent kisses, and he seems like he means it when he says that it’s hard for him to deny some of the women the “promise rings” that those who are chosen to stay for another episode wear.
The hard part of it, though, is that, for whatever reason, it’s more than apparent that many, if not most, of the women are deeply insecure. Regardless of what they look like on the outside, it’s their insides that are the issue. They are saddened by their history of repeated dating failures, wounded by guys who wouldn’t accept them as they were, terrifically needy for Luke to be The One. If you are into watching chicks weep, tremble, and wring their hands over what amounts to a group blind date with a guy they barely know, this is the show for you.
There’s something sweet about “More to Love,” but there’s something sad about it, too. That the women are big girls is irrelevant. That 99 percent of them will end up brokenhearted is what’s tragic.