This piece was crossposted with permission from KittyStryker.com.
First, a little bit about me. I’m an American who has lived on one coast or the other, who has spent extended time in Poland and in London. I’ve been familiar with fatphobia my whole life, as my mother is fat, my grandmother is fat, and I became fat during my teenage years due to a combination of medication and genetics. I’m larger than the “average” size, which as of 2013 was about a size 14. I’m a size 24 US, size 22 UK. I eat about 1800 calories a day, snack on nuts and rice cakes, have a green smoothie a day, work out twice a week, and am reasonably active. I have mostly cut dairy out of my diet, never eat beef, and am about 50 percent gluten free.
I get at least 20-30 comments a week on average telling me that my fatness means I must be inactive, eat poorly, and am unhealthy. When someone wants to insult me, the first thing they turn to is my weight. The contents of my grocery basket is analyzed by people I don’t know when I go to the store and I regularly receive diet advice I haven’t asked for. I have had my ass grabbed, my stomach touched, and my arms pinched by strangers commenting on my weight. Keep reading »
“If [others] hadn’t made me cry, I wouldn’t be able to cry on cue now. If I hadn’t been told I was garbage, I wouldn’t have learned how to show people I’m talented. And if everyone had always laughed at my jokes, I wouldn’t have figured out how to be so funny. If they hadn’t told me I was ugly, I never would have searched for my beauty. And if they hadn’t tried to break me down, I wouldn’t know that I’m unbreakable.”
This is only a little bit of an A-MA-ZING speech that Gabourey Sidibe gave at Gloria Steinem’s 80th birthday party, a gala for the Ms. Foundation For Women. Just go read the full speech at the link. Really. Go read it. [NYmag.com] [Image via Getty]
There are Asian dolls and Jewish dolls and Black dolls … and 1,894 variations of other dolls that Mattel, Bratz and the American Girl Company have dreamed up. But to the best of my knowledge, there isn’t a doll that more accurately reflects the body size of the majority of American women — that is to say, not a size 2. Even a Barbie who wasn’t plus-size but simply less impossibly slim would be an improvement! This image of a plus-size Barbie is, of course, just a mockup (which was posted on the Facebook page for Plus Size Modeling and is garnering the usual criticisms/praise). But in all honesty, a doll like this should exist. If we can’t get rid of Barbie dolls for little kids, we could at least make her more realistic looking. [Daily Mail UK] [Image via Daily Mail UK]
Well, that’s a disappointment! As much as we — and everyone else, because come on, who doesn’t love Rebel Wilson? — wanted the actress’s new show “Super Fun Night,” which premiered last night, to be the new best thing ever, the actuality of the show is more like our worst fears for it realized. The ABC sitcom takes the super funny, super adorable, super charming Wilson and turns her into a sort of punchline of herself whose main preoccupation is, “HEY GUYS, DON’T FORGET THAT I’M ALSO SUPER FAT.” It’s just a waste of a talented, multi-faceted comedienne’s breadth of humor and genuine ability. Like, how many Spanx jokes does a 22-minute pilot need? Four. The answer is four. Jezebel provided an excellent, if depressing, compilation of every fat joke from the first episode, and not only are they abundant to the point of superfluity, they’re also, well, not funny. (Furthermore, they stripped Rebel of her Australian accent, which unlike unfunny fat jokes is an actual crime against humanity.)