Club Muzique, a Montreal nightclub, recently posted a message on its Facebook page that had some women kind of pissed. Yeah, I would say “NO FAT GIRLS ALLOWED!!!!!!” borders on extremely offensive, wouldn’t you? Keep reading »
I come from a small-ish town in Oklahoma where we’ve never met a vegetable we couldn’t fry and the only thing more super-sized than our portions are the huge church complexes that alternate with fast-food restaurants along our roads.
So it maybe isn’t such a big surprise that by the time I graduated from high school, I weighed 260 pounds. My prom dress was a size 24, and my mother had to help me zip it up, a five-minute ordeal during which we grunted and cursed at one another. My aunt had to custom-make my graduation gown, a huge white tent in which I resembled the Stay-Puft marshmallow man. Keep reading »
Ann Taylor knows what sells clothes: thin. Yesterday afternoon, Jezebel noticed that an item on AnnTaylor.com was originally depicted by a skinny model in a tank top, but three seconds later, the page re-boots and the skinny model has magically dropped 20 lbs. around her midsection. Some might say the image was airbrushed beyond looking like a proportional human being. But what a bunch of whiners! Seriously, how could that fat cow sell a Chiffon Trim Tank looking that huge? Next you’re going to tell me something crazy like we should have models who are actually the size of the average American woman. [Jezebel.com and AnnTaylor.com] Keep reading »
“Look at me. Tell me—where am I fat? It isn’t even about me, it’s about the message it sends to normal girls. Some girl in Middle America is gonna pick up [a tabloid] and say, ‘Oh Michelle is my favorite actress and they think she’s fat. What does that say about me?’”
—Michelle Trachtenberg defends her bodacious body. We are with her 100 percent but, uh, who says that she’s fat? Never heard it. And no offense, I really like Michelle, but I’m just not sure how many people put her in their “favorite actress” slot. [Hollywood Life] Keep reading »
Beauty queens are not known for being an especially diverse group in the size department. Whether their skin is alabaster white or coffee brown, usually they’ve got legs up to here and weigh 120 lbs. soaking wet.
But for the past 21 years, Italy has crowned a different sort of beauty queen: Miss Chubby. Yes, the country that invented Sophia Loren (and spaghetti bolognese and cannoli) acknowledges that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. Keep reading »
“Calvin Klein originally started the whole waif moment and not much has been done since then … Lara was our exclusive four years ago. We’ve never had someone who really represented our houses and all our licensees in the same way. She is very current, very beautiful and very womanly. It’s time for that persona and for that body. She’s divine, gorgeous and we will support her in that.”
– Calvin Klein’s Francisco Costa on model Lara Stone’s more curvy figure and its place in high fashion. It’s good to see that even Calvin Klein, the brand that hired a nearly-naked, teenage Kate Moss to usher in the era of the waif, is broadening its approach in terms of weight. Lara Stone’s “curvy” physique is still totally slim, but she’s at least got the sort of body type that every day women are more likely to relate to — you know, not emaciated. [Vogue UK] Keep reading »
Lane Bryant may still be a plus sized Mecca, but they’ve certainly changed their approach to advertising. Now, curvy ladies parade in their undies instead of hiding under massive coats and calling other “chubbies” to join the ranks. We think that’s a win. [Copyranter] Keep reading »
It had been a bleak year. I started taking anti-depressants and was slowly putting on weight, as the side effects had warned. This alone was not a problem: guys always told me I was a little too skinny and that I had a bony butt, so I actually enjoyed having a juicy badonkadonk for the first time in my life. But as I packed on more pounds on my slender frame, my clothes stopped fitting. J.Crew skinny jeans? Couldn’t wear ‘em anymore. Vintage mini-dress? So tight it ripped. Silk blouse? My upper arms no longer fit without gnarly pit stains. I had to chuck tons of panties that now squeezed uncomfortably around my new butt. Not surprisingly, I started to get a little neurotic (and vain) and seriously considered ditching my happy pills in the hopes that I’d get my zippy ol’ metabolism back.
Then my 26th birthday arrived. My boyfriend was out of town on a business trip and left a birthday present waiting for me on our bed. I ripped the paper off and saw a box from one of New York City’s fanciest lingerie stores: inside was an adorable black and pink bra and panties set from Betsey Johnson. He did his sizing-homework in advance: the panties fit my rotund butt, the bra did not pinch my shoulders. And something immediately clicked: I am attractive no matter what size I wear. Sexy lingerie comes in all sizes! I realized I didn’t have to fit into my existing clothes to be sexy; I could still look sexy in sizes that fit me properly.
These days, I’m OK with my weight. But there’s one person who’s not — my mom. Keep reading »
Who needs another social networking site, right? Apparently, plus-size women. The company that owns Lane Bryant, Fashion Bug, and Catherines is launching Sonsi.com, a site hawking clothing and accessories for “real women” who are size 12 and up, as well as an “inclusive” social networking site called SonsiLiving, which offers articles on fashion and beauty, recipes for entertaining and groups like “SuperMoms” and the “Fashionista Club.” Keep reading »