About 20 weeks ago, I decided to train to do the Seattle Marathon. Sunday was the Seattle Marathon. When I woke up at 5am I told my partner Julianne “It’s going to be a long day.” I was not wrong. I’ve been training for the last 20 weeks, 370 training miles in all, for an 8.5 hour marathon. That is not how it worked out. Keep reading »
It gives me great pleasure to inform you that I HAVE A DATE THIS WEEKEND.
I was so busy complaining about being stuck in the single slog, that I failed to mention I’ve been casually chatting with a nice gentleman on OKCupid. I try not to get my hopes up these days, and wasn’t even sure our conversation was going to go anywhere, but one thing led to another and bam — we’re meeting on Saturday at 7 p.m.
Despite my I Give Up On This Shit attitude about online dating, I saw a message come through my inbox a few weeks back that wasn’t the usual “Damn baby, you lookin’ good,” or “Sup girl?” So I took a peek.
“The first thing I noticed was your smile,” he wrote. “A beautiful one like yours stands out from the crowd. Now what kinds of horror stories have you heard by opening yourself up to that question?”
He was responding to the part of my profile where I opted to ask guys what they first noticed about me, rather than answering the question myself. Not only was his compliment well received, but his counter question suggested he actually read my profile. He made it past the pictures and the desire to message me something stupid just because I have boobs. He was interested in me. Refreshing. Keep reading »
We can surely appreciate the appeal of a greased-up, muscular dude with chiseled abs, and we’ve dated our fair share of super skinny hipster guys who liked to steal our skinny jeans, but when it comes down to it, we think chubby guys are where it’s at. From their cozy body heat to the great sex (spoiler alert: extra pounds = extra bounce = extra hot), we can’t get enough. Here’s why, in GIFs, of course! Keep reading »
My mom gave me treasure: a small pile of small paperback books produced by someone named Jose Bonomo who may or may not be a real person, from the 1950s-1960’s on various womanly things, like how to have flawless hair, makeup, figures, diets, and even parties. I feel like I am a 1960’s housewife in the modern world, despite not being married. I want to write the feminists’ guide to being a single 1960’s housewife, which I realize makes no sense and is contradictory, but I’m just so curious about how women lived in the ‘50s and ‘60s (thanks, “Mad Men”). I want to know how they did their hair, makeup, and maintained their figures.
So when I saw this one diet book in particular, I thought I misread the title. But no, I hadn’t, it’s actually a book titled The Scientific & Easy Way to Gain Wight. The cover shows an illustration of a thin woman measuring her thighs. “SHOWS YOU HOW TO ADD POUNDS AND INCHES” the book assures, while proclaiming, “SENSIBLE! SURE!” Keep reading »
In an upcoming episode of “Katie,” formerly plus-sized women get sweet revenge on the people who fat-shamed them. In this clip, single gal Jennifer Tippie talks about the ex-boyfriend who told her that if she got down to 140 pounds, he would put a ring on her finger because, ya know, he really wanted to be with someone who was “proportionate to him.” Oh, men who tell women to lose weight are always such PRINCES, aren’t they? Especially when they offer marriage as the motivation. It’s hard to imagine turning such an appealing offer down, but Jennifer did. She lost the weight on her own and now she will flaunt her “revenge body” in her ex’s face.
If a man has ever even suggested that you lose weight in order to date him — or change anything about your appearance — now’s the time to publicly shame him in our comment section. Have at it.
“She hurt my feelings. I don’t think what I look like is relevant. And by the way, this whole ‘unhealthy’ thing has me baffled. It’s really confusing to me why anyone would have an opinion about that … It’s really disappointing. I can’t laugh—I’m an emotional person. … It’s a sensitive subject because it’s not something that should be talked about, because there is nothing wrong with me. I’m healthy and I shouldn’t even have to say any of that. What makes me unhealthy and puts me in danger is that kind of scrutiny itself. It’s the same as being bullied at school, and just because you’re getting older, it doesn’t mean that you aren’t hurt by it. You could make anybody cry if you told them that they’re ugly.”
Fiona Apple spoke to Pitchfork about an incident last week, in which she was heckled about her health by a fan at a concert. Midway through her set in Portland, a concertgoer shouted at the notoriously shy Apple, ”Fiona! Get healthy! We want to see you in 10 years!” Apple apparently broke down on stage and yelled back at the heckler, “I am healthy! Who the fuck do you think you are? I want you to get the fuck out of here. I want the house lights on so I watch you leave!” The person was indeed ejected from the venue, and got in one last remark before exiting, shouting, ”I saw you 20 years ago and you were beautiful!” Keep reading »
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.)
“I was young. It was just the kind of shit that actresses have to go through. Somebody told me I was fat, that I was going to get fired if I didn’t lose a certain amount of weight. They brought in pictures of me where I was basically naked, and told me to use them as motivation for my diet.
[Someone brought it up recently.] They thought that because of the way my career had gone, it wouldn’t still hurt me. That somehow, after I won an Oscar, I’m above it all. ‘You really still care about that?’ Yeah. I was a little girl. I was hurt. It doesn’t matter what accolades you get. I know it’ll never happen to me again. If anybody even tries to whisper the word ‘diet’, I’m like, ‘You can go fuck yourself.’”
Jennifer Lawrence may be an Oscar-winning actress (for 2012′s “Silver Linings Playbook”), but she’s not immune to the pressures placed on actresses of all ages to conform to narrow body and beauty standards. I love how upfront she is (in an interview for the November issue of Harper’s Bazaar UK) about how much the comments about her weight as a child hurt and stayed with her, and I admire her for refusing to allow that kind of talk in her life again. [Us Weekly]