No, I'm not looking for a date.
But I have been to see
Hairspray three times this week, it being based off the holy grail of fat chick movies, and it got me thinking. When I was a young girl, there were no fashionable clothing stores, no prom dresses, no options for a big girl like me to feel like a normal kid. Now, there's Torrid, there's BBW dances, there are books and movies and online communities all geared toward plus-sized women; it is, as they say, a brand new day. I have never felt more happy and comfortable in my plus-sized bootie. While the hollywood standard of beauty is still impossibly thin, people in the rest of the country are starting to realize that for most of us, it's just that - impossible - and we're going to have to learn to be happy with ourselves. Fortunately, it's getting easier. What say you?
In my days of actual dating (I've been married for nearly 18 years now), my "dates" encompassed the entire gamut of size, height, race/ethnicity, and hair color. I dated skinny gals, tall gals, short gals, rubenesque gals. Gals that were absolutely flat-chested, and gals with amply astonishing busts. Gals with freckles, glasses, and unabashedly hirsute.
So yeah, I would "date" a "chubby chick"; in fact I married one . She's not "fat", in that she can count rolls on her tummy like a display in a bake shop. But she's definitely got "some "booty", and sports a 38 DD bustline, with cushy curves all about.
I'll admit that I am not physically attracted to overly fat or morbidly obese women, anymore than I am attracted to stick-figure gals that are a few cheeseburgers short of making floor lamp poles look wide.
It's cliché to say, but the primary prevailing characteristics that
all (well,
nearly all) of my (pre-marriage) "dates" evinced were--intellect/wit, self-confidence/uninhibited, an honest/genuine smile, and a forgiving disposition (spending time with me, that's a "must-have"). Size was never an issue (
really...noting the exceptioned caveats above).
But hey...
...
De gustibus non est disputandum.
There is always someone out there just for you, and you for them.
Just hope that they're not married, nor of a differing sexual orientation.
Or...a Republican. ;-)