These days, being fattist (or size-ist) is an acceptable form of prejudice. It’s frowned upon to make racist comments; you can’t tell a woman her place is in the kitchen; most people even know that you can’t ‘catch’ gayness just by being friends with gay people. However, it’s still perfectly acceptable to judge a person based on their size. No, let me correct myself – some people think it’s their duty as a citizen of the world to, if they happen to see a fat person, ask them to lose weight.
God forbid you’re fat and you’re eating lunch. Because of course we all know that if you’re fat, you should never eat again – don’t we? And it’s certainly better to be skinny, at whatever cost. Anything beats being a fat pig stuffing your face, right?
Because we all know that all fat people are lazy pigs who do nothing but eat all day and it’s their own damn fault that they’re so fat.
Er – wrong. While I enjoy eating ice-cream as much as the next person, I try to eat five fruits and vegetables a day, I drink over 2 litres of water a day, limit my salt and sugar intake, eat a portion of protein with every meal, have baked potatoes instead of chips when I can, have brown bread and pasta when I can, snack on nuts instead of packets and try to keep myself active. And yet I am a plus-sized lady.
After years of trying to lose weight, I realised I just was never going to be skinny. So I learned to like the way I looked – I liked the way I looked when I lost 8kg because of tummy problems; I tried to like the way I looked when I gained 10 because of the medication I was on. Life’s too short to worry about waistlines and numbers. My body may not be the world’s idea of an ideal body, but it’s my body and so it’s perfect. And as long as I’m healthy and happy and have friends and family who support me, I’m good.
What does piss me off, though, is the serious shortage of plus-size-friendly clothes shops there are – particularly in Malta. The US has these great shops like Torrid, Lane Bryant and Avenue, that cater for curvy women. We have a very pared-down version of Evans. Evans in the UK is nice – it’s big and well-stocked. Here… well, not so much.
And yes we have shops like Dorothy Perkins and New Look and Next, who carry clothes up to a size 18 or 20 – but the cut of a lot of their clothes just does not flatter plump bellies, wide hips or fleshy thighs.
Meanwhile, here are some sexy curvy ladies for you to drool over :)