Fat Is LOVE!

The fat haters out there would like to believe that all fat people can be lumped into a set of stereotypes, none of these appealing. We have all heard it before. Fat people are lazy, smelly, stupid, unintelligent, unhealthy, gluttonous, lonely, crazy cat people, people who lack will power and ambition, nonsexual, bad parents, self esteem lacking, etc. Well if we are all going to be forced in one category, and fall under a set of stereotypes then I think it’s time to bring a new one front and center. Fat people are loved!

I honestly had a different post in mind for today but after an outing Saturday night with some of my friends this idea that fat is love fell into my lap. I hadn’t been out to the bars in a while so I hadn’t seen those category type of friends recently; you know the ones I only see with a cocktail in their hand. Anyhoo something I noticed beside how pretentious a lot of them seemed to have become (another story for another post) is how a lot of them have joined the fat brigade. Now looking at these women (I’m a lezzy and most of my “cocktail” friends are lezzies too) a lot of them have never been fat before, some of them going to great lengths (and some serious eating disorders) to not be anything but skin and bones, but they are getting older and well you know as we get older metabolisms slow down and gravity starts to work against us so this was probably bound to happen sooner or later, but I’m thinking that’s not the real culprit of their new fattitude. It’s the long term relationships these ladies have cultivated that have really done it.

Now before you go crazy on me and jump my shit about picking a singular reason why a group of people have joined the fat ranks, remember we are talking in stereotypes here, and I’m just saying if we have to be labeled and put in boxes then hell let’s do it in a pleasant way.  So I know I have said it before, hell I’m pretty sure I said it last week in regards to myself and the 50lbs I’ve put on in the last 2 years of happy couple dome and I’m sure others have too, relationships can make you fat, but not just any relationships its usually the good ones. Lousy relationships that make you hate yourself and live in awkward discomfort and worry about every inch of your body and ugh just really unpleasant things, but when you are in a great, better then a home run the world series (wow my dyke is showing), kind of relationship, not only are you basking in someone else being smittenly in love with your but you find yourself being head over heels in love with yourself as well, and what happens when we love ourselves? We accept ourselves, we stop feeding into the media’s ideas of how we should look and maybe we pack on a few pounds, probably because we aren’t fucking dieting!!! That doesn’t mean we are unhealthy, cause as we know weight and health doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with one and other.  It just means that we have stopped obsessing about or bodies and are seeing ourselves for our wonderful qualities and not focusing so much on what a number on a fucking scale says!

So fat=love, love from  someone else who sees enough in us and loves the right parts of us that it in turns makes us comfortable and makes us love ourselves, our natural selves, but this idea that fat is love doesn’t just stop at romantic relationships. My mother was a fat woman for a majority of my life. While she was always yo/yo dieting and now has managed to successfully keep weight off (all the while killing her spirit and depriving herself from a lot of enjoyment in life….but hey to each their own) I remember loving her as a fat woman. I loved snuggling with her, she was soft and squishy and it made me love her even more. Fat was love in that scenario as well.  Another way that fat is love is that when you are fat the people that are in your life, that care about you, really do love you and more importantly they love you for you. They aren’t investing into you because of your hot ass, or skinny waist, they aren’t loving you because your physical appearance is their ticket to popularitycause lets face it, its soooo not (well not yet   ). It’s because they love you, and the fact that you love yourself enough to accept you fat, to accept your body they way it is for whatever reason it is. Now that is real love.

From now on when I see another fat person I am going to see a person that is loved. When someone comments negatively in front of me about a fat person or hell even on my fat ass I’m going to respond that person is loved, that I am loved, and leave it at that. How’s that for a new stereotype bitches?

Thanks for bearing with me in this revelation as scattered as it may seem. In appreciation for the new stereotype that fat is love I will be creating a new online publication where I would like to showcase fat, and the love that fat is and I want YOU, Yes all of you to be a part of it! Send me photos at stilettosiren@live.com of you and the love of your fat life. For some of you that will be your spouse or partner, for some your children, your pet, your best friends, you parents, or hell even just a photo of you loving yourself and let’s show the world that fat is love!

Xoxo

Stiletto Siren