Those of us who got a kick out of John Waters’ “Hairspray” remake have been wondering just what breakout star Nikki Blonsky is up to. The good news? She’s been cast as the lead in a series on the ABC Family channel that will premiere in June. The bad news (I think)? The show is called “Huge” and takes place at the fictional Wellness Canyon, a weight-loss camp for teens.
Geez Louise, why does the plus-size actress have to be on a show about fat camp? Keep reading »
If you’ve been looking to lose a few pounds lately, one Brazilian weight loss company may have just the final motivational push you need: a higher likelihood of being shot to death! Whether these ads are saying that overweight people should be used for target practice or simply pointing out the fact that less surface area means fewer places to potentially be shot is unclear. What is apparent is that this is a highly questionable moment in negative reinforcement. What do you think? Does it strike the fear of a violent death into your heart and inspire you to melt away those love handles? Or does it just kind of make you want to gut punch whoever came up with it? For the record, we’re leaning towards the latter. [Copyranter] Keep reading »
Drop what you’re doing! Yes, put … the muffin … down. Before you do anything else today, you simply must read Kate Harding‘s kick-ass takedown at Broadsheet of the Hollywood diet industry’s vulture-like attempt to swoop down on “Precious” star Gabourey Sidibe and get her hooked on diet pills.
AcaiSupply.com made headlines yesterday by offering Sidibe a year’s supply of acai berry weight loss pills. An extremely rude letter from AcaiSupply’s CEO to the actress claimed, “After viewing recent pictures of you strolling around Santa Monica earlier this week … we at AcaiSupply.com have decided we can no longer sit back and keep our mouth’s [sic] shut! … the only way you can reach your goal of someday winning that Oscar is by being active, fit and most of all healthy!”
Excuse me while I throw up in my mouth a little. Keep reading »
I know what you’re thinking: AGAIN?!?!
Oh, yes! Kirstie Alley
, the woman behind “Fat Actress” and oh so many weight loss
commercials, has let reality TV cameras into her home to do a show about losing weight. (And, apparently, her pet lemurs.) Keep reading »
Score one for womanly curves! Researchers in the Journal of Obesity say carrying fat on your butt and thighs (think: pear-shaped) actually helps protect your body from obesity-related diseases like heart disease and diabetes. Researchers have known for awhile that carrying extra weight on your stomach (read: apple-shaped) is particularly unhealthy, as stomach fat encourages fat dispersal throughout the rest of the body. But all fat is not created equal, said Dr. Robert Kushner of the Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago.
Though I’m not obese, I am still thrilled to hear my new booty is not necessarily a health hazard. (Obviously, obesity has many health hazards, but so often the “health facts” and “body-hating opinions” get mixed up in public discourse.) It’s easy to get frustrated when you can’t fit into skinny jeans, but extra padding may have health benefits: Doctors are unsure if thin people are better off in some ways than people who are fattier on their hips and thighs. In fact, Dr. Michael Jensen of the Mayo Clinic told ABC News fat can be actually “an important organ for our health”—I bet you’ve never heard of your badonkadonk described that way! [ABC News] Keep reading »
I used to hate women on diets. They look at your frosted brownie, then at your waist, then at your cookie again. Women on diets whine, “I can’t eat that…” They poke and prod their bellies and upper arms like displeased factory inspectors. They complain about how “fat” they look seemingly because they want someone to compliment them. Let’s face it: women on “diets” are annoying.
Me? I thought I’d just count calories because I’m trying to lose weight. Keep reading »
Hey, Frisky book lovers, have you heard about “bigger chick lit”? Pissiness over a poochy tummy is a sub-plot in plenty of books, most notably Bridget Jones’s Diary, but the Guardian says “bigger chick lit” novels feature a “young woman who is seriously overweight—and doesn’t care.” And apparently, they’re all the rage. Keep reading »
I don’t know about you folks, but for me, a weekend with the rents is always fraught with tension. Is Mom going to pester me about brushing my hair? Is Dad going to ask me how much money I’m saving? Will they bristle if my boyfriend and I sleep in the same bed?
But I didn’t see Sunday morning’s battle royale coming at all.
Mom and I were hanging out in her bedroom; she was smoking a cigarette and I was scratching my cat behind the ears. Then Mom furrowed her brow, scrunched up her face and examined my pajamas-clad body. “You know, Jess,” she remarked, “you’ve put on some weight.”
My eyes bulged. Fire was breathed. Thunder boomed. Lightening crackled. The cat cowered in fear under the bed. Keep reading »
One summer during college when I worked at coffee shop, a man with special needs—I think he had Down’s Syndrome—used to come up by the cash register and chat with me all the time. We were shooting the breeze one day and I was standing with my pelvis leaning against the counter, sort of slumped forward. He looked down at my stomach and asked me, “Jessica, are you pregnant?” My eyes widened and I stood ramrod straight, sucking in my belly. “Nooo! I’m not pregnant!” I shrieked. His face flushed with embarrassment and he apologized profusely. And I, of course, felt like an ass for making him feel bad.
Flash forward to Sunday afternoon on a shopping trip to Sephora, when the cashier ringing up my Bliss Spa Best Of Skintentions moisturizer looked down at my stomach and exclaimed, “Awww, are you pregnant?”
Cringe. Keep reading »