Also read: Hurray! It's okay to be a fat girl now
All of a sudden, we’re cool. We’re in. We’re A CAUSE.
There was a time when fat girls were just so... They were the ones the boys told their troubles to. The girls who sat on beds watching the hot girls get ready for a date, promising to make the 9.30pm phone call in case she needed an out. Or the ones who the just-jilted boyfriend called, secure that he could expose his judgmental side, his ch*******n, his belief that it was okay to tell his girlfriend that she, at 53kgs should lose weight because, hey! He wouldn’t be asking me out soon.
Of course fat girls would find love. Some of them, great, soaring arias of it. Clothes-tearing, button ripping, sex on conference room table searing romantic novels of it. But often, it’s not the sort written about. Read more here.