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100 Books in a Year: The Fat Girl's Guide to Life by Wendy Shanker

By Tyburn Blossom | Posted Under Book Reviews | Comments (89)



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I am a fat girl. I won’t get into too much detail (because who needs that), but there’s not a whole lot I can do about it. Eat right? Check. Exercise? Check. Cholesterol low? Check. Blood sugar normal? Check. Blood pressure normal? Check. Warning signs for impending health problems related to being overweight? Not a one.

I’m in good health, I’m just fat. All of the conventional (and unconventional) ways of fixing that last problem haven’t worked (short of surgery, which I think we can agree is taking things a little far when my health is otherwise unaffected by the fat). So there reaches a point where I have to look around and think: Is it really so terrible?

I’m not so much into self-help books. I get their appeal, just not really on a personal level. I’ve read a few, and really did enjoy some of them. And this one really seemed right up my alley.

I can’t tell you what I was expecting, but I couldn’t really enjoy the Fat Girl’s Guide to Life. It felt less like a book that should somehow help me so much as a book in which the author was trying to work painfully through her own issues.

As hard as Ms. Shanker tried to convince me that she had gotten past all of the self-hate, the bitterness and discomfort with herself sort of dripped off of every page. Like maybe she’s almost there, but not quite far enough to be writing anything that goes into self help.

I had a hard time identifying with many of Ms. Shanker’s trials and tribulations, though it’s possible that some other fat girl could read them, sympathize, and even feel inspired. Mostly through this book, though, I wanted to make her a nice cup and tea and tell her that she looks fine, and not to worry so much.

I think what mostly sticks with me is a long passage about how she liked to go to the gym, crank up her headphones, and sing along while she worked out. When someone working there asked her to keep it down, there followed a long, self-indulgent rant about how she deserved to use the gym, and how dare she be treated that way?

And I kind of hated her guts. How fucking rudely was she behaving? And how much like a teenager was her behavior following? If you want to sing while you work out, more power to you. But you really shouldn’t be doing that in a gym where you’re inflicting your concert on other people, whether they’re also working out, or just sitting on the equipment and pretending.

The entire book struck me as self-indulgent and whiny, and I’m not sure I want to be taking advice on how to live my life from someone like that.

I think for now, I’m going to stick with the advice found here:


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Comments

I must admit I have a thing for the big girls, I think they are hot and they don’t have mental hang ups like skinny women.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 9:41 AM

Yeah, I'd lose sympathy after the gym rant, too. Rude is rude.
I don't think I'll read this one. If I want self-indulgent whining, I'll call my mother....

Posted by: Tarn at March 19, 2009 9:47 AM

I just sent this to my daughter. She is beautiful, but chubby. She is 17, a jr. in high school, outgoing, intelligent, talented......and never gets asked out. She is so depressed and self-concious about her weight and her life. This book, I think, will not help, but the video might. Hadn't seen it before, so thanks!!!

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 9:47 AM

Tyburn Blossom is a chick? I had no idea....

Nicely written! I've enjoyed your comments, now I will enjoy your blog!

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at March 19, 2009 9:51 AM

Dammitjanet,

You remind me of my mother, I was an overweight teenager and I had many issues. I’m sure you mean well, but why do have to say your daughter is beautiful but chubby? Why can’t you just say she’s a beautiful young woman and leave it at that. Trust me, your daughter I well aware of her body.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 9:55 AM

Actually, dammitjanet, I have to agree with Pookie here. Your daughter is almost the same age I was when my mother oh-so-helpfully signed me up for weightwatchers, thereby kicking off a flirtation with eating disorders that lasted halfway through college. I can see now that she wasn't intentionally criticizing me and most likely she was projecting her own body issues, but it was not a healthy time for me. Still, 15 years later, our relative sizes will prevent me from visiting as often as I otherwise would.

Posted by: elizabeth at March 19, 2009 10:05 AM

Ok, poor choice of words on my part. I was just trying to explain for y'all. I don't say that to her. She is just like me....I was "chubby" growing up, and my dad never let me forget it. I don't want to subject her to that. My ex-sister-in-law once put me up against my rail-thin cousin, and commented that if she turned sideways, you wouldn't be able to see HER, but BOY, you would still be able to see me!!

I do know that she is very uncomfortable with her body. She eats right, works out, participates in EVERYTHING at school...but still is not happy with herself. I am supportive of whatever she wants to do or be. I just want her to feel better about herself, and I was hoping this might help.

So, I'm shit at parenting......

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 10:14 AM

When I saw the title of this book I really wanted it to be good. I am a big girl and I don't really have a problem with my body but everyone else seems to, especially my mother. She has made me take numerous tests to find out why I am big and I have been found to be perfectly healthy every single time. She also likes to make snide side comments regularly that can really hurt. That is when I feel self conscious and uncomfortable. This book doesn't sound like it would help anyone with any problems they might have. Too bad.

Posted by: Tra at March 19, 2009 10:15 AM

So, here she is.....

http://youlookfunny.blogspot.com/

See? Beautiful...

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 10:21 AM

dammitjanet, I didn't intend for that to sound so harsh. What I meant to get across is that you must tread very, very carefully. If I had told my mother what I was thinking all those years ago, I'm sure we would have worked it out and I would have avoided those particular emotional scars. But as a teenager, I was inequipped (if not totally unwilling) to communicate with her and ended up hurting myself instead.

I just want to emphasize that no adult can really realize the effect that their words have on their kids.

Posted by: elizabeth at March 19, 2009 10:22 AM

elizabeth, it's ok. I just want y'all to know that I would NEVER say anything to her, because I have been there, too.

I just feel so helpless when she gets depressed....

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 10:29 AM

I think what mostly sticks with me is a long passage about how she liked to go to the gym, crank up her headphones, and sing along while she worked out. When someone working there asked her to keep it down, there followed a long, self-indulgent rant about how she deserved to use the gym, and how dare she be treated that way?

Wow, I don't normally think this, but what a CUUUUUUUNT. How much of a d-bag can one person behave like? You don't sing the fucking song you're listening to. It was probably something by those tools, The Jonas Brothers.

In a completely unrelated manner; do you italicise, Bold, Underline, or "quote" band names?

Posted by: George at March 19, 2009 10:32 AM

dammitjanet, encourage your daughter to talk to a therapist if you can. I was SO much like her... still am, really... but it's taken 10 years, countless diets, and weight-loss surgery to make me realize that what I really needed wasn't to change my body, it was to figure myself out. I'm working with a therapist now, and it's making all the difference in the world. Thanks for being a supportive mom - everybody needs one.

Posted by: redherring at March 19, 2009 10:40 AM

I have one rule for a woman's weight: You can't restrict my airflow if you're on top during sex. I damn near died like that. With that ground rule established, anybody got a phone number for the girl in the video?

Posted by: Tracer Bullet at March 19, 2009 10:49 AM

Lately, I have a hard time with media regarding women's body image issues in general... For a long time now everything seems to have been about how big is beautiful and skinny is scary. I am naturally thin and always have been. And even though I'm overall more likely to empathize with the indie/bitchy crowd like my fellow Pajibans seem to be, I feel like I get judged or I don't fit in somehow because I'm not overweight and don't have a problem with small girls. Pookie, I think you're great but I don't understand why you would say that skinny women all have hang-ups. I am guessing more big girls have hang-ups if they're the ones that need all these books and things to learn how to accept themselves. And really, being too big IS unhealthy and is something that should be changed in a person, just as being too small is unhealthy and is something that should be changed too.

Posted by: b at March 19, 2009 10:59 AM

It felt less like a book that should somehow help me so much as a book in which the author was trying to work painfully through her own issues.

Isn't this the result of every self-help book?

Posted by: Ciji at March 19, 2009 11:05 AM

Well b, you asked. I was knocking (fuckin’) this skinny girl once, and she asked me about bringing in her, in her words, “her fat girl friend.” I’m an overweight guy, and when she spoke those words I was so turned off I could barely get my third nut. b, words matter, and I would hope that you skinny broads would show a little compassion to the big girls.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 11:29 AM

Last year, I was actually on the fat-acceptance path. I weighed 173 and am a small-boned 5'4", so I was gettin' a bit hefty. But I bought pants that fit, rejoiced in my new rack (34D!!!) and was just happy to be healthy and still gettin' some (and boy, was I gettin' some.)

Then I lost 30 lbs. less than a year, and went from a size 12 or 14 to an 8. This is annoying because I bought some really nice pants in larger sizes. Ces't la vie.

Sexy has more to do with how you feel than what you weigh. And worrying about your weight puts a big aura of un-sexy around anyone, thin or fat.

Posted by: kate the great at March 19, 2009 11:38 AM

Pookie, I will have compassion for any "broad", any dude, any whoever. I swear on my pajina that I have dated guys of all shapes and sizes without discrimination, other than wanting them to be people I could connect with on some level. Some of the guys I was most attracted to were what people would consider overweight. They were people who happened to turn me on. What I'm saying is that I am just asking for the same compassion in return. I don't want to be pre-judged as a bitch or an airhead or anything else just because I'm slender.

Posted by: b at March 19, 2009 11:39 AM

Yeah whatever b, kate, did you say you have 34D's? My lawd!!!

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 11:44 AM

Screw you Pookie.

Posted by: b at March 19, 2009 11:45 AM

Anna von Beaverplatz: Tyburn Blossom is a chick? I had no idea....

:::Looks down, checks enormous rack courtesy of aforementioned fat...::: Yup, still a chick. ;)

And thanks.

dammitjanet: That video is a favorite of mine. She's done at least two others, and the third is also fantastic and one that I would recommend forwarding to your daughter. There's also a song called Big Girl (You Are Beautiful) by Mika that is absolutely wonderful to send to any larger lady feeling a little down about her looks.

And Ciji: Isn't this the result of every self-help book?

I dunno, but if it is, I'm gonna stop picking 'em up.

Posted by: Tyburn Blossom at March 19, 2009 12:01 PM

Also, coming by today and seeing my name there was kind of a shock. But a very lovely one. I'm glad someone thought it was worth putting up here. :)

Posted by: Tyburn Blossom at March 19, 2009 12:03 PM

So I am somewhere between fat and obese. Chunky - whatever.

And I am a parent, so my heart aches at what you must feel when you see your child is unhappy, but...

If your daughter is overweight, then she is not "eating right", and that is your responsibility as a parent to fix it.

I don't mean is she eating vegetables and not McDonalds, I am talking about portion control. Regardless of all the fad diets, debates between protein and carbs, body mass comes down to the simple matter of calories in and calories out.

Telling someone that they "eat right" when they aren't demonstrating good portion control is VERY dangerous. Because if you learn that a a heaping plate of good stuff is ok, it's nearly impossible to convince your stomach to be satisfied with a tiny plate of high calorie/bad stuff.

And when your daughter goes to college, bad stuff is everywhere . She'll rapidly find that she's not happy with just once slice of pie. And if she's a snacker? watch out! Everyone's got a pile of just plain crap waiting for you to indulge.

So as hard as it is as a parent, you can't let "eat right" only deal with the kinds of food, you've got to deal with portions.

I learned the hard way, and fight my own personal battles - but you still have a chance to help your daughter understand that she has to take a holistic look at her food intake. and if that means some tough love now, then do it.

And obviously this doesn't mean cruelty, but it does mean looking her in the eye and finding your way to communicate that amount matters.

And I'm sorry, all this bitching and moaning about how the world needs to fucking change is just stupid. Yes, people should judge you on the full package, but the reality is they still need to make a first impression. And your weight is part of that first impression. Your height, color of your eyes, the texture of your skin are also part of a first impression, but only weight is so obviously a choice.

In our lifetimes, obesity will not be pretty - and I don't want it to be. I accept that I am RESPONSIBLE for my weight, and that my choices have consequences in the way the world sees me.

Every time someone tries to insinuate that weight is not my "fault" I want to smack them upside the head - how DARE you take away my right to be responsible for my own body and situation?

Ultimately, your daughter will be responsible for herself, but right now you at least share some of her decision making paths.

Help her have all that she needs to make the right ones.

Posted by: Not this time at March 19, 2009 12:26 PM

Most of us Pajibettes happen to be 34-Ds. Hot geeks are real.

Posted by: Sofía at March 19, 2009 12:28 PM

I apologize b, I’m sorry for making light of your situation. But when kate the great mentioned something about her 34D’s my mind went racing. The thought of a hot big girl walking around home alone in nothing but her see through teddy and those nipples standing at attention just gets me going.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 12:35 PM

Thank you for posting the video. It made my day.

Oh and the upside of being FAT. Bigger breasts! (Although, finding a good bra in DD is like going through Dante's inferno).

Posted by: io at March 19, 2009 12:42 PM

This is the best column Pajiba has ever had. Long live Pajiba.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 12:45 PM

I have never been overweight. In fact, I was always petite and athletic. I still found a way to be depressed though. Why? Because I was a teenage daughter. My parents tore themselves to shreds trying to fix it, but it was puberty, and I was going to go through it whether they liked it or not.
It's not your fault she's sad. It's not your failing that she doesn't think she's as spectacular as you know she is. Just be there, be reliably comforting, and make an effort to distract her from murky thoughts of herself from time to time. Those brief vacations make all the difference.

Posted by: Sweetie Dahling at March 19, 2009 12:46 PM

I really didn't have any kind of situation or crusade or anything going on with my comments. I don't actually give a shit whether people are fat or not (despite the fact that I work for a health research institute that focuses largely on that). I was just trying to get a point of view out there that seems to be at least partially echoed in other comments. Smaller girls are hot too, whether we have 34-Ds or not, and we shouldn't have to apologize for it.

Posted by: b at March 19, 2009 1:17 PM

Fat chicks fixate on their weight because almost all women fixate on weight, not just their own, but other women's, too. Women talk about food and weight like men talk about sports and cars. If you don't sit around and obsess about how much fat something has in it and talk about how much you hate the size of your ass/ankles/whatever, it's like you're not a real woman. It's really kind of creepy, how many women cannot regularly discuss anything other than weight and food and how bad both those things are. It's depressing to listen to, so I usually don't sit around and listen to it (unless I have to, like I'm at lunch with coworkers and they start in yapping about their weight).

I don't think the chick in the video is obese. She's really freakin' tall (must be 6 ft.) and gorgeous. Yeah, she's got some extra weight around the middle, but she's not by any means gross. If you're tall, you can weigh more and it'll look better on you than if you're short. ie, 200 lbs. on a chick who's 5'10" isn't gonna look the same as on someone who's 5'3". Duh.

Also, yeah, small chick, usually small boobs. Bigger chick, bigger boobs. They're kind of a set (har har).

Posted by: Slash at March 19, 2009 1:36 PM

I can't imagine that b and Pookie planned that little exchance, but dammit, that was high comedy. Y'all need to take that act on the road.

Posted by: Tracer Bullet at March 19, 2009 1:52 PM

I read this book when it first came out, and was unimpressed by it also. The one thing that I agreed with was the idea that one could be fat and fit. As long as your blood pressure was good, cholesterol level ok, your blood sugar levels normal, why worry about being fat? I met all those requirements, so I was fat, fit and happy.

Then I hit my 40's and it all went to hell. I am now diabetic, cholesterol too high, BP is creeping up. So I guess what I am saying is everyone is fit until they ARE NOT.

So now I have to watch my carbohydrates, exercise, and take meds. I have dropped 25 pounds and need to drop a lot more. I miss that carefree fat person I was. Oh, and for the mom being counseled not to refer to her child as "chubby": we are what we are. Fat is something you can't hide and shouldn't have to feel bad about. But it isn't wise not to accept it as a health issue.

Been there, done that, now I take my glucose levels three times a day. I don't hate myself for being fat, but boy do I regret not staying away from the French fries more :-(

Posted by: lil_a at March 19, 2009 1:53 PM

Not this time, actually, we do portion control and all that. All the women in my family are larger than the average model, but short. So, genetics are working against me and my daughter (I'm 5' 3", she's about 5' 1") She's not a big snacker, or a big eater. She was the biggest of my 3 babies.

Anyway, I just want her to feel better about herself. Thanks for the support and suggestions. My Pajiba family is the greatest!! I will find the other videos and send those to her, as well.

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 1:57 PM

I beg to differ b, give me a small or big girl with some 34's and she will be granted instant access to my 401(k). Now the problem is when you are small or big and you don’t have 34's, what do you have to bring to the table other than your sparkling personality? This is a cruel world b, if you aren’t a show pony then your options might be somewhat limited. I didn’t make the rules, I just follow them.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 2:01 PM

Pooks, I think you're confused on what the sizes actually mean. 34 or 36 or 38 are just the size of someone's back, basically. If you measure around a woman, below the boobs, that's the number part of the size.

The size you're actually interested in is the cup size: A, B, C, D, DD, etc.

Someone can be a 34A or a 34DD and there will be a GINORMOUS difference in breast size.

Posted by: Lainey at March 19, 2009 2:18 PM

dammitjanet - your daughter is beautiful. I'd kill to have her red hair and frankly, her body. Tell her I said that.

I fall into the obese category, I've lost 100lbs but still have at least 150 to go and while I don't hate myself or think I'm unattractive, I do hate the stigma that comes with being very fat and all the worries (healthwise and others) that come along with it as well.

I do have a certain amount of sympathy for girls who are naturally thin but until you have to worry about things like breaking a chair when you sit in it, fitting into an airplane seat or squeezing your fat ass into a booth at a nice restaurant, or going through high school listening to taunts of thunder thighs and teeange boys pretending there was an earthquake everytime you walked down the hallway I'll always have more sympathy for the fat girls.

I get why dammitjanet's daughter can fall into a bit of depression from time to time, my high school years were so fucking horrid I'm surprised I didn't kill myself or someone else.

But seriously, I have no one to blame but myself for it; while genetics do play a role in my size I mostly got this fat because I don't know when to step away from the fucking feed trough.

Luckily I was blessed with high self-esteem, even in the high school years, and luckily I married someone who thinks I'm hot whether I'm fat or skinny. That also went a long way towards self acceptance.

Also - how wrong is it that I got a little thrill when I read that Pookie digs the fat girls? I'm disturbed aren't I?

Posted by: Kelly at March 19, 2009 2:21 PM

To be honest Pookie, you are a lot of fun, but I don't need or want your 401(K). Girls like me - whether fat or thin or anything in between - could probably do more for you than you ever could for us. Further, I am proud to be very curvy despite being small. So I guess I can stand by my previous "Screw you", though it would never be anything but a figurative screwing.

Posted by: b at March 19, 2009 2:29 PM

I would like the mediacal community to take a bit of a kick in the ass for this too. Often I hear about the Body Mass Index being used to determine whether your obese and to what degree. Just for shits and giggles I input my numbers from grade 10 (5'5" & 175 lbs.) and I was considered obese. I had a 5% body fat.

Unfortunately these types of tests don't account for variables. In order to get my BMI to normal I would have to lose 70lbs. That just isn't going to happen with out the help of an eating disorder and the surgical removal of muscle and bone. Do I need to lose weight? Absolutely, but I would much rather be happy than considered normal.

Posted by: admin at March 19, 2009 2:44 PM

That video was life changing...thanks for posting it. I am lucky enough to have a husband who thinks Jordin Sparks is the hottest thing since Jessica Rabbit but the rest of the world treats a few extra pounds like the Ebola virus...its just not worth it.
Thanks again. Now I can focus on believing what my husband believes.

Posted by: Wanda at March 19, 2009 2:44 PM

Ahem *medical

Posted by: admin at March 19, 2009 2:46 PM

Damn right Kelly, the big girls bring me to my knees. I’d rather spend my day licking a woman like you.

b, um, ahh, stay positive.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 2:51 PM

I picked up this book a few years ago--I'm definitely into the idea of health at every size. I absolutely believe that a person can be healthy and fat just like they can be healthy and thin. People can talk about how easy it is to lose weight, and if you're fat you're not doing everything that you could be--but it is never that simple. Do thin people always know why they're thin? Not usually--just like with other body types, it's a multi-determined thing. And believe me, I've seen thin people who have awful eating habits, don't exercise, and they're still thin. It is never as simple as people claim it is.

As someone who's been on both sides of the weight fence--I was relatively fat until I inexplicably lost weight several years ago--I was interested in reading about Wendy's experience. And I think it's interesting that Tyburn found this as a self-help book--in the bookstore where I found it, it was in the biography section, which might be more appropriate. I appreciated her frank discussion of her experience. There's definitely a call for activism and sometimes that "you go, girl!" bent, but every now and then you'd find this undercurrent of self-deprecation and loathing, and it made me sad because so many women feel this way already for not measuring up. For example, she writes that we shouldn't compare ourselves to supermodels because they are basically freak genetic cases, and we are "garbage bags on the highway", or something like that. And while models may have won the genetic jackpot, so to speak, I don't think that admitting this has to cost us our own self-esteem.

Posted by: Amanda at March 19, 2009 3:20 PM

Thanks, Kelly. EVERYBODY comments on her hair. I spent thousands trying to get that color myself. When she was a baby, people stopped us everywhere we went to look at her hair. I will tell her.

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 3:23 PM

Pooks, I'm 5' 3" and about 140. Does that count?

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 3:24 PM

Oh yes janet, can I call you janet? You are like buttermilk, white, soft, and tasty. MMMMMMM, I bet you are good to the last drop.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 3:30 PM

Dammitjanet - you're a good mother. Don't beat up on yourself. You're trying to do right by your daughter and you're acknowledging the uphill battle she could have as a "big girl" if you don't intervene and make her feel loved and beautiful.

Posted by: samantha t at March 19, 2009 3:38 PM

Janet, substitute cotton candy for buttermilk. You are like cotton candy, soft, pink *wink wink*, and very tasty.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 3:39 PM

Excuse me Sam, but me and Janet need some alone time. Thank you for your concern, but I’ll take it from here.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 3:42 PM

OOOOOh, Pookie.....my soft candy center is melting already......

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 19, 2009 3:55 PM

I once weighed in at 275 pounds. I went on a diet (thank you Dr. Atkins for such a wonderful diet. Baconnn!) and lost a lot of weight very quickly - so much so that people thought I was doing meth( the Jenny Crank diet).I just knew that I would get a girlfriend now that I had lost the pounds. I am considered a handsome guy by all of my platonic girlfriends. However, I am still searching. I learned that looking good is not all it takes(duh, right?). I still have self esteem issues that keep me down. I can't look in the mirror without seeing ugly staring back at me. I have a decent sense of humor, good looks, and am a bobcat in the sack. All of this according to others. But I was the child of an overweight mother and she projected all of her insecurities on to me. She was fat and miserable as a child and didn't want the same thing for me. So, naturally,she helped me by calling me a fat,lazy, pig all of the time. This was very helpful and it worked. I was shamed into becoming a fit,well adjusted person. Can't you tell?

Posted by: B-rant at March 19, 2009 4:02 PM

B-rant, I have to go out for a while but I'll be back in about an hour. When I get back I'll tell you what you need to do to get the ladies.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 4:06 PM

And while models may have won the genetic jackpot, so to speak, I don't think that admitting this has to cost us our own self-esteem.

Hear, hear. As with so many lightning rod issues, the conversation is far more complex than books like this allow. People born into supportive parental situations also have "won the lottery," but that's doesn't have to be the end of the story for the less fortunate kids.

I'm a larger person and maintain that large folk should be treated just like anyone else. Regardless of whether one finds a specific larger person sexually attractive, the ethical issue is the same as it is with every other human: How well you treat a person, regardless of appearance or physical traits, reveals your character. That goes both ways, of course -- enormous people have an impact on the rest of us, whether it's taking up two airline seats or driving up insurance premiums with needless health problems. These issues need to be handled honestly, without stereotypes, but ignoring them isn't fair to everyone else.

I remain concerned at the feel-good notions of "fat can be fit" and "I can't help it." BMI is often bullshit, it's true, but the most sensitive, understanding doctor in the world will tell you that being overweight dramatically increases your risk for many diseases and undesirable medical conditions, including heart disease, diabetes, arthritis and other joint pain, cancer, and digestive problems. Fat-and-young ain't so bad, but gravity will eventually have its way with you. Extra weight is the enemy of both a long life and feeling good late in life. It's just plain medical science.

Science also dictates that if one consumes fewer calories than are burned, one will weigh less. I'm overweight, and it's hard to lose those pounds, but I'm not going to delude myself about why I'm larger than average -- I don't want the pain and irritation of consuming fewer calories than I burn in order to weigh less. It's on me. Those "glandular" conditions and metabolic issues are the exception, not the rule. As a culture, we're fat because we can be, not because someone imposed it on us. Self-esteem means owning our faults as well as our attributes.

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at March 19, 2009 4:15 PM

Pookie, I'm sorry, but they shrunk. They're now 34C, which is nice, because I pretty much never have to wear a bra. It's amazing, they just sort of stay up on their own! Everyone can see my nips through my t-shirt, but I don't mind. I like to let my girls be FREE!

Ahem.

When I was young, I was "the thin one" in a family of people struggling with their weight. And when I started filling out (and out, and out) I felt like like I was letting everyone (mommy) down. Like in those families where there's one kid they're bankin' on going to college, with me I sort of felt this pressure of YOU WILL BE THIN.

So I was anorexic on and off into my twenties.

Now I'm 27 and a very healthy 140 lbs., a weight that I thought was horrifying when I first hit it at 24, and now I feel like suits me just fine after losing enough weight to get back here. I do, in fact, look great, because I'm trying to squeeze into clothes that don't fit or flatter my body. And I let my luscious boobies get a lot of air, because by God, I'm not gonna be young forever, and these babies deserve to be seen.

TITS FOR EVERYONE! Gratuitious clevage shot on my website, right now!

Posted by: kate the great at March 19, 2009 5:38 PM

Ok, fine, not cleavage. Boobs in a shirt! And spelling cleavage right this time! And gratuitous!

Posted by: kate the great at March 19, 2009 5:40 PM

BMI is often bullshit, it's true, but the most sensitive, understanding doctor in the world will tell you that being overweight dramatically increases your risk for many diseases and undesirable medical conditions, including heart disease, diabetes, arthritis and other joint pain, cancer, and digestive problems.

Ugh, yeah. Being slightly overweight as a teen and having 1) a cardiologist doctor and 2) an overweight, obsessively critical mother does not combine well when the dad's trying to tell you to exercise for your health, and the mom's telling you not to wear shorts in public until your thighs get smaller. When you're a teenager, it's hard to pay attention to the health reasons when there's the more pressing issue of NOBODY LIKES ME OR EVER WILL.

Posted by: SaBrina at March 19, 2009 6:02 PM

Not that I pay attention to health reasons now, either. I have an absolute crap diet and drink too much. And don't exercise anymore. Oh, those glorious months when I worked out 6 days a week...

Posted by: SaBrina at March 19, 2009 6:08 PM

Um, kate, them boobies ain't loading right. And I gots to see 'em!

SaBrina, first of all, love the capital "B," as I'm sure Sarina does.

I think the health thing becomes an issue when the person is old enough to take responsibility for one's self. A young person has enough body anxieties without being confronted with the specter of diseases that are at most remote threats to a teen. Ack, that's got to be a tough situation for a parent though, because (a) you don't want to see your child suffer the slings and arrows and (b) those eating and exercise habits die hard -- much easier to learn them right early, but not at the expense of a trusting parent-child relationship and a good self-image for the kid.

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at March 19, 2009 6:10 PM

Oh right, on topicness. I liked the review, and actually enjoyed the video. I usually don't care too much for "I'm fine with being fat" stuff, for the same reasons you listed. Plus, I usually just prefer not to talk about weight or diet with people.

Posted by: SaBrina at March 19, 2009 6:12 PM

Ok I’m back, I had to go to see my connection, I mean I had to go to the…whatever. Listen, B-rant, who the fuck says they are like a bobcat in the sack, hey B by chance is someone in your family a teacher? Good god man, this is going to be tougher than I thought. First of all forgot all that bullshit about women wanting a great guy, they don’t exist, except for undercover homos that are married to women.


Your problem is that you walk around like you got a two inch pecker, women won’t waste their time with guys who project an image of being hung like a gnat. Buddy, I get the women wet because I want the pussy and they know I want the pussy. I am like god, and god like me. I am as large as god, he is as small as I. He can not above me, nor I beneath him be, Selatius-17th century.

I get the women here at pajiba emotionally involved with my shit because they know my shit is the truth. As vile and repulsive as I am, the women keep coming back, and no, it’s not because I’ve got the good weed, it’s because they know they will get the unvarnished truth from me.


I had a friend in Miami that was well north of three-hundred pounds and he was an average looking guy, but he fucked like George Clooney, before Clooney went all U.N. on a motherfucka. I asked him what was his secret, he said “Pookie, I don’t have a secret, I just ask them if they want to fuck, they either say yes or no.” Genius but simple. B, if all the women here on pajiba took a poll to see which person they find the most interesting, it would be me. I’m not conceited, I’m just convinced. So young man, get out, and get fuckin’.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 6:13 PM

Pookie, that was heinous and morally reprehensible, but brilliant and almost certainly true. I am nominating you for EE next week, whether you want it or not.

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at March 19, 2009 6:17 PM

Yeah, we chicks like confidence. I like taking the lead, and I'm damned good at it, but sometimes I just want my men to be MEN, god damn it.

I'm agreeing with Pookie. Shit. AGAIN?

Posted by: kate the great at March 19, 2009 6:25 PM

A young person has enough body anxieties without being confronted with the specter of diseases that are at most remote threats to a teen.

That's a good point. And I understand how it can be hard for parents, although it's not like there were any slings and arrows for me in this case. Looking back, I actually wasn't at all fat-maybe 5 pounds overweight-so pretty much the only arrows I got came from my parents. And I was reasonably active-I did gymnastics for years, and was in a bunch of sports teams. They still decided I needed a personal trainer, though. Their paranoia made me start hiding my eating and hating my body, which made me gain weight.

OK, ISSUES OVER. This is why I'm never going to write a self-help book-the world doesn't need a window into my broken psyche.

Posted by: SaBrina at March 19, 2009 6:26 PM

The problem with projecting "confidence" is that so many people apparently believe "confident" = acting like an asshole.* "I'm the greatest, if you don't agree, you're a hater," or whatever the kids these days call it. Many people with confidence have very little reason to be confident. What they really need more than confidence is self-awareness.

Man, if I had a dollar for everyone I've ever encountered who clearly believed he or she was "confident" when in fact he/she was just an asshole, I'd be sitting on quite a pile of money.

* Not a shot at Pookie, who is, as always, delightfully disturbing.

Posted by: Slash at March 19, 2009 6:40 PM

So Slash, I take your statement to mean that you don’t believe I’m out fuckin’?

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 6:51 PM

I think he believes it, he just attributes it to your fundamental essence, as opposed to a projection of some kind of attitude. Maybe it's pheremones. That's how mongeeses get the hook-up.

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at March 19, 2009 7:20 PM

Whoa Whoa Whoa rikki, what, are you some sort of comedian or something?

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 7:23 PM

pookie, you are a like a reality show that no one wants to admit they watch but somehow always gets the highest Nielsen ratings. kudos, motherfucker.

Posted by: patchfire at March 19, 2009 7:36 PM

Poopie that's retarded. Do you really think because some woman here lets you talk dirty to them or argue with them that means they give a damn about you? They're probably humoring you while doing more important shit while you're whacking off to your own words on the computer screen.

Posted by: Geeb at March 19, 2009 7:54 PM

Can't get anything pass you Geebs.

Posted by: Pookie at March 19, 2009 8:37 PM

Echo'd: dammitjanet, your daughter is beautiful. So is the video woman.

WAH! I want boobs too!

Posted by: replica at March 19, 2009 8:58 PM

The hell with that patchfire, I will admit, with no shame whatsoever, to being a rabid fan of The Pookie Show.

Geeb, get with the program. When has anyone ever humoured anyone else on this site.

Posted by: admin at March 19, 2009 8:59 PM

Okay,Pookie,I can't speak slowly and condescendingly to you in print,so I'll advise you to read this very slowly. I suspect that won't be a problem for you.George Clooney refers to himself as a bobcat in the sack. That's where I got the line,Pookie(Pookie? You name yourself after Garfield's fuck-doll?). When I say "platonic girlfriends" I mean to say "Girls I fuck with no emotional involvement". You seem to have mistaken my rant on bad mothering as a cry for help with the ladies. If I ever need advice on how to smoke dope as a prelude to jerking off to faceless women I "meet" on the internet, then I will most certainly address you. Untill that unlikely day arrives I would suggest that you start jerking off with the other hand-it almost feels like someone else is touching you there. There,now we've both given each other profound insights that will last for a lifetime.

Posted by: B-rant at March 19, 2009 10:11 PM

B-rant:

Learn to love the space bar. It comes after every comma (every one!) and you can put one OR two after each period (I use two, but the internet standard seems to be one.)

Don't take the Pookster so seriously. I'm pretty sure the Pookster doesn't take himself that seriously most of the time. Also, he's a beloved/reviled member of this community. Who the hell are you?

I am a hot chick, and I approve this message.

Posted by: kate the great at March 19, 2009 10:52 PM

dammitjanet, and anyone else who might be interested and also still checking this thread...

As well as the videos I mentioned, I highly recommend Such a Pretty Face, edited by Lee Martindale. If your daughter is the reading type who enjoys or at least tolerates fantasy, this is a wonderful volume, described as "Tales of power and abundance that prove that heroes and heroines come in all shapes and sizes." It is all fat-positive fantasy, and some of the stories in it are beautiful or hilarious or moving (though I'll admit some are also weak).

Tragically, the publisher, Meisha Merlin, has gone under, but used copies are still available on Amazon.

Posted by: Tyburn Blossom at March 19, 2009 11:05 PM

Don't you dare correct my punctuation. Don't you know that I come from a family of teachers?
I am an asshole who lashes out at anyone who anonymously insults me. I am an insecure prick. If I can't attack people at random on "comments" then this whole internet thing has lost my attention. Now if you will excuse me, I must now go and poison the steam tables at the local buffet and pick a one-sided fight with a cub scout. Please wish me well during my convalescence afterwards.

Posted by: B-rant at March 19, 2009 11:43 PM

Where can I find the chick in the video? I'd like to add her to my ever increasing (ha!) collection of fat friends. Fat chicks are hilarious, bitchy and can drink skinny chicks under the table. I know this because I used to be one, then I lost 35 pounds and now I have to cut my whiskey with coke or I black out and my fat friends talk me into doing things I shouldn't, so that they can take pictures that will humiliate me.

I'm still bitchy and hilarious though.

Posted by: Porkchop at March 20, 2009 12:01 AM

Fat? Healthy? Eat well? Exercise?

Who are you fucking kidding... I hate this positive image for you lard arses. You're not healthy, or beautiful. You are just as heinous and society destroying as the Nicole Richie's.

I'm sorry, TUBS, but if you eat well and exercise sufficiently - you won't be fat. Stop pretending.

Posted by: Ally. at March 20, 2009 12:40 AM

Ally, sometimes there's a lot more that goes into someone's body type than how much they eat and exercise.

I have a thyroid imbalance that has been diagnosed so far by two separate doctors using two separate labs, as well as other possible problems stemming from all kinds of exciting things that happened to me both before and immediately after I was born (some 12 weeks premature). My body is broken...it doesn't work the way a normal body does when it comes to the gaining and losing of weight. Could I be thinner? Yes. But the measures required to achieve that would be drastic and far more likely to damage my health than carrying the extra weight, and considering all of the extra health problems that usually go along with my situation, I actually consider myself really damned lucky.

I've got a choice. I can listen to folks like you, who hurl such acid over stereotypes, assumption, and blind hate, or I can accept the things I cannot change and go on about my life.

I find I'm much happier taking the lovely Joy Nash's advice.

Posted by: Tyburn Blossom at March 20, 2009 1:25 AM

B-rant, I read your prose and I became worried about you. But my problem is that I’m a gentleman and when I see people in distress I come to their aid. You were complaining about the broads you didn’t bang, and your mother laying a foul tongue on you, am I right? So where do you get off trying to make your bones by breaking my balls? I put you on the goddamn map B-rant, my word is the word of life. So, since you thought that it was wise to crack wise with me, your pajiba card has been revoked. From this moment on you have the mark of the beast on you, one will talk to you from pajiba, your pathetic comments will go without a response. When I feel you have served a sufficient time in limbo I will put your name back among those that are in good standing. Your suspension begins now.

Posted by: Pookie at March 20, 2009 1:43 AM

*chuckle*

Posted by: admin at March 20, 2009 3:01 AM

Pookie stop ranting and come back to bed!!! I got some Dunkin Donuts for breakfast, baby, and I got a donut hole for you to fill!!!

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 20, 2009 8:52 AM

Tyburn I will find that for my daughter. Thanks for your help!

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 20, 2009 8:53 AM

I'll be more than happy to fill your hole Janet.

Posted by: Pookie at March 20, 2009 10:12 AM

saying you are "healthy" but "fat" is like saying "Im not black, Im african american"..

??!???!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Posted by: hahafun at March 20, 2009 10:40 AM

Pookie with the creamy center.....

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 20, 2009 11:32 AM

I'm hungry, would you mind if I eat the creamy center?

Posted by: Pookie at March 20, 2009 11:46 AM

Pookie, baby, you just help yo'self!!!

(wow, this degenerated into donut porn? AWESOME!!!)

Posted by: dammitjanet at March 20, 2009 11:57 AM

But I have boobs! WHY ISN'T ANYONE TALKING ABOUT MY BOOBS ANYMORE?

*slinks off to play with boobs*

(sad, neglected boobs)

Posted by: kate the great at March 20, 2009 12:18 PM


















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