Larger, fluffier, fatter, plus size women always seem to be the punch lines on and off screen. Always getting the “she fat eeh” or “What a way she big?”
Judged, disrespected, embarrassed. If not with words, with stares – unwarranted stares.
But what are the odds that we have taken the time to think that the “fat” or the “fluff” doesn’t define the woman? Slim to none, right?
This might come as a shocker, but fatter women are no different from the “slim things” among us, except for a little more warmth.
They have lives, jobs, husbands, lovers. They need fulfillment; to be cared for, respected, love and be loved and yes, accepted.
They desire to be accepted by a society that always boasts that, “thin is in.” A society that screams that to be fat is a handicap and as such, she who falls in such a category needs to be remedied by either some medical surgery or an endless string of diets.
But again, have we even thought about the facts that while some may, not all fatter, fluffier women are going to end up size two’s? Not all of them are going to fit society’s ideals of what a woman’s size should be. In fact, not all of them desire to be thinner and truth be told, they need not be.
Who makes the rules? A society that breaks said rules, because of its own inability to keep them? Or does/ should each woman construct the rules, at least with regard to size, for herself?
Whichever way, no woman should have to be pressured into fitting into an extremely minuscule box that society dictates is the norm.
What if she doesn’t fit? Better yet, what if she cannot and will not be able to fit? Do we cast her into an oversized box and then view her as lesser than? Do we hand her a one way ticket to some far away place where she’s accepted without reservations? Or do we, as cliché as it sounds, accept her for who and not what she is?
After all, we couldn’t all look the same. If we did, the probability of our experiencing and appreciating variety and diversity would be rather slender, don't you think?
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