If everyone would just worry about their own bodies instead of everybody else’s, this kind of crap wouldn’t be a problem.
I can’t tan, either. I burn, and then it freckles. People always point out to me that gee, I sure could use a tan! I’m awfully pale! Yeah, shut up and enjoy your future skin cancer, fuckwads.
Been skinny all my life with no effort. Have finally outgrown most of the questions/comments
“Are you anorexic?”
“Do you ever eat?”
“I wish I could be that skinny”
“God, I wish I looked like you”
etc, etc. all said with a half envious, half bitter tone.
Now I get the “You look great for having 5 kids” which is a backhanded compliment if I’ve heard one.
You know what, I am proud of who I am, including the stuff I had no control over; the metabolism, the green eyes, the great ass. On the other hand, I realize I had no control over any of it, and it’s hard to take compliments/criticisms for something I am not responsible for.
I will say however, that it is completely socially acceptable for people to blatantly comment on my weight and attractiveness in public, no matter what our relationship is, or if I have ever met them before, but God forbid if I was to say to anyone, “Hey, you’re looking a little chubby. Are you pregnant, or just hitting the ice cream sandwiches a little hard lately?” And it’s different than true compliments such as, "Oh I love your hair " Weight/body shape comments are very loaded.
Wow. I’ve been thin all my life and most if not all the comments I get are compliments. At least, those are the only ones I can remember. Even when I hear faintly snarky remarks about my size, it’s easy for me to see that they are really expressions of envy and are not to be taken as true insults.
I think it’s unrealistic to expect people to abstain from making quips about thinness when people are literally killing themselves to look that way. The only reason fat folks aren’t treated the same way is because it’s a stigma and most people know it’s poor form to acknowledge the stigmatized elephant in the room.
I dunno. I guess I feel pity when I hear people say the stuff talked about in this thread. I don’t get mad. But I could see why in a general sense it’s aggravating.
I get this occasionally. “You must have a hollow leg! I hate you!” And they say it with a smile, as if to say Hey, I like you, we’re all just kidding around and having fun here!, but the smile actually serves as a passive-aggressive method of saying something hostile but leaving themselves an out if the recipient reacts badly. “Why are you so sensitive? Didn’t you see me smiling? I was just kidding.” No, jerk, you weren’t.
As for the downsides of being skinny, I’d say the biggest is that I’m constantly eating, and constantly hungry anyway. As was mentioned upthread, sitting is uncomfortable; my legs fall asleep a lot. Also, I get cold easily, and wear longjohns as soon as it gets below about 50 degrees out.
People are going to think I am making this up…but I promise it is the truth. In my social circles, being very thin is actually not a good thing.
It can be a good thing. But a girl would much rather carry a bit too much weight and retain her booty, than be slim with no booty at all. Big thighs also are considered attractive.
It is the girls with the big ol booties who might get stopped in the girls’ bathroom in the club and told, “Girrrlll! you make me SICK! Give me some of those beans and rice you be eatin’! I need that booty you got!”
When I first got these comments, I almost thought they were making fun of me. But then I learned that it is ok. I mean, I guess others may find it annoying. And I guess because I am actually considered overweight, I can’t see it exactly from the thin women on this board angle.
But I can’t help but feel good when some girl says to me, “ooh, you make me mad! You thick as molasses!” I don’t think the slim, fit girls that say that are a bit envious either. I think that is their way of paying a compliment. I grin like a fool and say, “thank you!”
FWIW, I don’t think any of us “skinny bitches” (I’m not even that skinny anymore - more like “thin-ish”) are complaining about the friend or co-worker who is genuinly being complementary or positive, and just couching it in a jokey way.
However, it never fails to amaze me that people will excuse outright rudness, hostility and vitrol directed towards a smaller person, just because being small happens to be the current favour. If someone is an asshole to you, it doesn’t really matter if it’s because you’re thin or fat - they’re still an asshole and to suggest that having someone say “I hate you” shouldn’t hurt because you got lucky in the genetics draw, or you work out regularly, or you have cancer is completely absurd.
I totally get what you ladies are saying, but it’s not really any better to have them say it behind your back, which is what us overweight girls get. people will always find something rude to say. My family makes rude, backhanded comments about my kids. oh joy.
Your posts give the impression you want to trivialise the impact of the “you must be able to eat everything” type comments, because skinny is good and therefore those types of words can’t really be insulting, and shouldn’t be hurtful. While the commentary directed at thin people may be based in jealousy, it doesn’t feel any better to the thin person than the “keep walkin’, fatty” comments feel to heavier people. Rather than trying to make the overweight person’s lot harder by comparison, why not just recognise that hurt is hurt?
FTR, I’ve battled weight forever; I have to eat just so and exercise regularly to maintain a figure which still gets me referred to as a “fat ass” (which was oh-so-good for the self-esteem at age 16, in a size 10 - I believed it then, and can only wish I were that size again now). But I still understand being the target of snide commentary about appearance isn’t a pleasant experience for anyone & would rather commiserate than compete over who really has a tougher time of it.
Not for nothing, two of the kindest things ever said about my weight/body was:
“You have a surprisingly nice ass for a white girl.”
“You don’t have weight problem, you have a geography problem. You live in the wrong neighborhood.”
I’ve tried to spread that second one around. It puts things in perspective a bit, eh? You can even replace geography=time and neighborhood=era.
Legitimate concern, of course. I would hope that if I put on 40 pounds, someone in my family would see fit to bring it up to me. That can be a reality check for some people.
I tend to look at weight issues from the “morbidly obese” viewpoint. My bodyweight is statistically certain to shorten my life and lead to medical complications. Similarly, it limits what I can do, and what I can enjoy. I know that anorexia can have similar life-shortening effects, but beyond that I don’t really know of any simlilar chronic health concerns for someone being underweight. Because of those reasons I believe that family has a legitimate concern with my health, just as they would if I had high blood pressure, diabetes, or any other sub-optimal medical condition.
Perhaps a better example would be if I were a smoker - family has a right, I believe to express a concern over how that behavior may reduce life-expectancy. The reasons can be pragmatic, or emotional, or both. But I don’t believe that one can pretend to live as though one’s life doesn’t affect one’s close family.
To be clear, though, I am thinking family within one’s household or that one sees on a regular basis, at least once a month or more often. Extended family that one sees only on holiday should be directed to the STFU buffet.
:: points to location :: I know exactly what you mean. I’m a white chick who’s a bit too fat for my comfort at the moment*, but when I got down to about 150 a few years ago (I’m 5’5"), I had an awesome shape. I was about a size 12 and had an extreme hourglass figure (F cup boobs and hips that are about 12" larger than my waist). I had so many guys (mostly black and Hispanic) checking me out, saying “heyyyyyyyyyyyy” under their breath as I walked by, etc. White guys? Not really.
Even now, I apparently have “fans” where I work for my backside. A co-worker told me this, and said that they also said, “Damn, you hardly ever see a white chick with a great ass like that!”
hence why I’m running 3 times a week, doing strength training and playing a bit of racquetball twice a week. The scale isn’t showing much but my bod is (hooray for new muscles instead of more fat!)
He knows he eats like shit. He knows that is why he is overweight. He also knows it is his choice. He has never given me crap about my weight, nor me about his. If I wanted a skinny man, I certainly married the wrong guy. If he wanted a heavy woman, he married the wrong girl. We like each others body types. It’s his sister and mother that give me crap.
I think tom’s point was that if his sister and mother are giving you crap in front of him as your husband he should really speak to them about shutting the fuck up.