According to E! News, Kim Kardashian is thanking Quick Trim supplements for her recent weight loss (which she celebrated by posting this photo on her Twitter) and now “only tips the scales at 109—a number she hasn’t seen since she was ‘in the ninth grade.’” Um, congrats I guess, but does anyone else find it weird that she actually remembers what she weighed in the 9th grade, which was over 10 years ago? Maybe it’s because I was way more focused on having perfect skin as a teenager, but I couldn’t tell you what I weigh now, how much I weighed a year ago, or five years ago, let alone what I clocked in at when scrunchies were in style the first time. To me that signals major weight obsession issues — but I suppose schilling for diet pills gave that away, huh? [E! News] Keep reading »
Before my wedding this past July, I did a lot of cliché things that many other brides-to-be all over the world do. I fretted over the guest list, stressed over what to wear and how to do my hair, and worried endlessly over correct etiquette. One thing I didn’t get too worked up about was losing weight. It’s not that it wasn’t on my mind — getting fit was certainly something I thought about — I just honestly didn’t do much to get there. I’ve always been a stress eater and planning a wedding sent me running for all the comfort food (and booze) I could find. It wasn’t until a few weeks before the wedding when I worried I might not be able to squeeze into my dress that I joined a yoga studio and hit the mat about four times a week. Luckily, with the help of those last-minute workouts and a special Spanx-like undergarment, everything worked out. Since then, though, I’ve relaxed back into my unhealthy habits and started “letting myself go.” Apparently, I continue to be a cliché even after the wedding. 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 »
Tucks of skin trickled out from a pink, tropical bikini top. My half-naked body glared back at me from the unforgiving gleam of a fitting room mirror as I modeled a two-piece suit, gripped to the grooves of my body.
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Often when people find out how short I am, they say, “Only a few inches away from being a midget.” Hardy, har, har. Instead of thinking about mashing their face with a fork, I can take solace in the fact that we short girls are more evolutionarily advanced than our tall counterparts. Although tall women are fantabulous, a new study claims that human beings are continuing to evolve and that women of the future will be shorter and heavier, with lower cholesterol and blood pressure. But why? Keep reading »
Yesterday, I came across a wedding story in the Washington Post that caught my eye: “In the End It’s a Fairy Tale.” Who doesn’t like a happy ending? It was the wedding story of interior designer Kerilyn Fox, 34, and chef Peter Russo, 38. The bride describes their path to the altar as “part fairy tale, part ‘Jerry Springer’ episode.” They were together; they broke up. He proposed; she turned him down. She moved in with another man; finally, she left the other man for Russo. Fox says they were “meant to be,” adding, “In the end it’s a fairy tale. I’m marrying the man of my dreams.” The story is accompanied by a photo slide show, and while they seem like a happy, well-matched couple, I couldn’t help but notice Russo looks to be morbidly obese. That got me wondering: Would you marry the man of your dreams … if he was obese? Put your thoughts in the comments.
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We try to stay away from scales (happiness is not a number, people), but this one caught our attention. Um, as if blindingly bright magenta shag couldn’t. Meet the Plush Size Yay! Scale, a device which doesn’t so much read your weight as it does tell you you’re great. Step on it and the needle points to words like lovely, hot, ravishing, and sexy.
So, would this mean that the fatter you get, the more awesome you are? Oh dear. Here’s the crazy thing about this kooky item that you’d think is a gag gift: It’s sold out and on back order. People are actually buying this and putting it in their homes (oh, the horror!). Although, we hear that Austin Powers put in an order for a couple dozen, so maybe it’s just him. [VoluptuArt.com] Keep reading »
In her Newsweek blog “Confessions of a Skinny Fat Person: Let the Fat Wars Begin,” Kate Dailey reveals her annoying skinny fat mindset about weight and its relationship to health. For those of you that don’t know what a “skinny fat” is, it’s a person who is skinny on the outside and fat on the inside. You know…that person with great genes who looks great in their jeans no matter how many bags of Doritos they eat. Because Kate appears to be skinny (she tells us more than once that her ass looks good), that has somehow qualified her to write about obesity and health for Newsweek. After reading “Lessons From the Fat-O-Sphere,” being introduced to the fat acceptance movement, and discovering that her body fat was 30% (critically high), she felt like a fraud. And the true question finally dawned on her “is it about weight or about health?” Duh. It’s about health. And then she realized how much this country hates fat people. Again…duh. Keep reading »
In our weight-and-beauty-obsessed culture, there’s something almost fetishized and taboo about an image of a skinny girl eating a big, honking burger. That’s why I’m oddly obsessed with a new site aptly titled, Skinny Girls, Big Sandwiches. It’s a blog “dedicated to skinny girls chowing down and stuffing their gullets full of sandwiches … or tacos, wraps, burritos, hoagies, subs, hamburgers, sloppy joes, paninis, tortas … or just about any combination of meat and bread products.” After the jump, some of my favorite featured photographs. Keep reading »