Drunk off the success of “16 & Pregnant” and “Jersey Shore,” MTV is adding another reality TV show to its line-up: “I Used To Be Fat.” The show follows overweight teenagers between their senior year of high school and their freshman year of college as they drop the pounds to reveal a “new” self. Each hour-long episode will follow one teen as they work with trainers and nutritionists to lose the weight; according to an executive producer, several teens lost as much as 100 pounds. Keep reading »
I have a high threshold for sexist, sizeist, classist, and racist things that people write on the internet because I’ve seen so much of it over the years. But the MarieClaire.com article by Maura Kelly titled “Should ‘Fatties’ Get A Room?” — which we told you about yesterday — was above-and-beyond disgusting. Kelly wrote that she wouldn’t want to watch the new TV show “Mike & Molly,” starring two plus-sized actors in an intimate relationship, because she would “be grossed out if I had to watch two characters with rolls and rolls of fat kissing each other … I’d be grossed out if I had to watch them doing anything.” In case you need her point driven home further, Kelly added, “I find it aesthetically displeasing to watch a very, very fat person simply walk across the room.”
The blatant sizeism in those statements should make Maura Kelly ashamed of herself. And given how quickly she posted an “apology” yesterday and how her boss, Marie Claire editor-in-chief Joanna Coles, responded (more on that in a second), she appears to be mortified.
Here’s the thing — I actually feel bad for this woman. Keep reading »
Burning 500 calories a day without any cardiovascular exercise? Sign me up!
Oh wait, you mean I have to go through childbirth and then breastfeed a baby? Damn it, New York State Department of Health. There you go burying the lede. Keep reading »
An Estonian weight loss clinic used two pretty blond women — one large and one skinny — to advertise its techniques by having them walk around wearing T-shirts that read “Before” and “After.” Clever gimmick, I’ll admit. But it’s degrading for the bigger girl to walk around all day being fat-shamed as the “before” chick. No amount of money she was paid is worth being exploited for that nastiness. [The Daily Wh.at] Keep reading »
As a teenager on “The Osbournes,” Kelly Osbourne was outspoken, opinionated and fat — and really comfortable in her own skin. I remember reading her cover article in winter 2003′s Bust magazine called “Kelly Osbourne: Independent Spirit” and thinking she was pretty awesome. In the years since Kelly’s reality TV show debut, she’s been on drugs, then quit drugs, gained a fiancé, and then lost a fiancé. She competed on “Dancing with the Stars” and now she’s on E!’s “Fashion Police” with Joan Rivers. In the middle of all this, Kelly lost a ton of weight. “I took more hell for being fat than I did for being an absolute raging drug addict,” she told Us Weekly last February. “I will never understand that.”
Kelly and her “new” body were recently on the cover of Shape magazine and she bragged to Us Weekly about how it was an “incredible experience” because “I have never worn a bikini in my life before yesterday.” The Frisky posted about it and yesterday almost 300 people found their way to The Frisky site searching for “kelly osbourne bikini.”
Know who was rolling her eyes at all this? Me. You know who thought I was being too harsh? Amelia. Naturally, we had nothing better to do with our time than to hash it out over IM. Bare your claws, ladies, because it’s time for a catfight! Keep reading »
“The girl who eats her feelings” is a new trend-setting clique to emulate, says W magazine’s recent piece on back-to-school style. If they were trying to describe the trend of wearing “curve-enhancing dresses worn with plenty of attitude,” why would they call that dressing like “the girl who eats her feelings”? That’s just … being curvy. Keep reading »
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 »