As you may have seen by now, two of our wonderfully talented and prolific Generals in the War on Fat, Angie Meadows and Dr. Deah Schwartz, are stepping down to focus on their own projects. They’re going to continue fighting the good fight by leading the charge in other theaters, and we look forward to our continued push toward victory. As a result, we’re looking for a few good fatties to fill our ranks. You don’t need to be an experienced blogger, just a voice and a perspective on life as a fat person. The process is straightforward, just check out our Join Us page to find out how you can enlist. [INSERT OTHER JINGOISTIC METAPHORS HERE]
Fat Uncle Same copyright of Ramon Saroldi.
I came across this article on Emme recently in People. When I was a 90s teenager, Emme was my first exposure to the idea of plus-size modeling. Prior to her, Cindy Crawford epitomized modeling to me. These days, outlets like Instagram make anyone a model. A fashion blogger provides more relevant content than Seventeen does. What good is seeing what the cool prom dresses are when none of them will fit your body? Then again, I skipped all things dance.
I’m just going to leave Mary Lambert’s Secrets video here for you all.
Today, I want to dedicate this post to someone whom I hold in high regard; someone whom I have had the explicit pleasure of meeting in real life, a true biz superstar in my profession; someone who has, just by her presence, encouraged me to not only exist in public, but to flourish. Her name is Amber Galloway Gallego.
As it happens, this is my 500th post for Fierce, Freethinking Fatties, the community blog I started five years ago with good omens. At the time, this blog was a reaction to my anger and frustration with what I saw as a provincial, judgmental movement that had no place for me. As with every endeavor I have ever undertaken, I expected to spark a revolution and change the way we talk about Fat Acceptance.
But a funny thing happened on the way to building the forum: this blog and its readers changed me.
Trigger warning: Discussion of dietary restrictions for reasons other than weight loss, as well as people who engage in similar restrictions for weight loss. Also, mention of eating disorders and weight loss surgery.
So, the first thing I do after reading the soylent article in the New Yorker is go to the commercial website and watch the advertisement, which gets me excited. “What if you never had to worry about food again?” A rainbow of vibrant multiracial young people go about their diverse pursuits while sipping intermittently from containers of blended soylent. They’re high-tech and vigorous, studying law, exercising, backpacking, DJing at a club (oh, and, of course, they’re all thin). Set free from the food-related chores of shopping, cooking, and kitchen cleanup, they can fully dedicate themselves to their true passions.
Oh, yeah, I want this.