Are ya’ll kidding with this. Let’s say we were at a dopefest (I don’t do dopefests, but let’s take a trolley to make believe). I come to sit with you and you notice a tattoo on my pudgy ass forearm. You are doubly uncomfortable and you don’t know where to look and you need to avoid staring at me?? Come on. You are over the top some, right?
I only notice a tattoo if it is cool or different or something very interesting or well done. Weight doesn’t really factor in.
Nope, I’m serious. Where I grew up, it’s rude to stare, for any reason.
I suppose it’s rude in your area to stare at a person simply because they’re fat. If a fat person has a tattoo, how do they know you’re staring at them because they’re fat or because of the tattoo?
Superhal. Listen to me. I’m asking you if you honestly feel uncomfortable around a fatty with a tatty. What if it is someone you know? What if it is a tiny tattoo. Are you going to have trouble standing and talking to me comfortably if I meet you and I have a tattoo on my arm??
: passes Visine to Superhal because, dude, there are many, many fat people out there:
You really stare at all of us?
Cat Whisperer, I’m with you. It’s a good thing I’ve got lots of padding or all of this bashing would really hurt.
Also, I was just wondering what happens when you’re staring at a fat person with a tattoo through the outside right hand rear view mirror of your car. I mean, “Objects in mirror are closer than they appear?” :eek:
I’m also in the camp that thinks that most tattoos that I’ve seen tend to look bad regardless of the person’s weight; the exceptions are the truly artistic or truly meaningful ones; I would likely never get one myself, but I do like original and creative body art.
Who cares? Really, as Sleeps says, tattoos are totally personal and I really don’t care what anyone has tattooed.
Besides, sometimes I think of it this way. I’m Punjabi by heritage. This means, among other things, I have inherited a big nose. Lots of Punjabi people have big noses.
I wear glasses, so my glasses, nose, and mouth are the first thing you notice about me. My eyes, less so. So, I figure I have three options:
get surgery on my nose. No way.
go around trying to draw attention from it all the time, hiding it. Not gonna happen because it;s my face after all!
Or, the path I took, just deal with it. I got my nose pierced. Primarily for one link with my culture as I have so very few, but one of the reasons was to decorate the giant nose on my face. If I can’t hide it, I’m going to acknowledge it and dress it up.
This is my MO in a lot of things. When I had a car with a smashed up bumper, I lined it with bumper stickers. It looks like crap anyway, at least let me put something on to look at! (Not that I am conflating my car with anything or anyone else.)
Perhaps that’s what fat people do with tatts. Honestly, who cares?
As for the staring, most well-bred people know how to manage not to stare. You look once, maybe do a double-take, and then you move on with your life.
Fat people are gross anyway. They should just stay in their homes and never make us all sick with their rolls. Tats just call attention to the blubber.
Part of my thinking is that it will be encouragement to stay thin and secondly my shoulders don’t build up a lot of fat so even as I age it’s going to stay relatively similar. But when I was fat I didn’t really go around without my shirt on and since what I have in mind will easily be covered by a t-shirt then I would be spending money for something that would only be seen rarely.
Achren, I know right? I thought I hit on something original there, so I just googled it and found out that; nope. Someone else has already beat me to that phrase. For all I know, I heard it somewhere before and used it now. I was thisclose to putting my trademark stamp on it.
I don’t like tats, period… unless they’re on a war veteran. My FIL was in the Korean War and has tats all over his arms. I respect those. He earned those. The others look silly, and I roll my eyes whenever I see them (only in my mind, actually). To each their own I suppose.
I’m on the “don’t care” bandwagon. I’m not a huge fan of tattoos, though I do have one on the inside of my right ankle. I kinda wished I hadn’t gotten it, but at the time it was important to me, so I did. It’s not a big enough deal that I’ll have it removed, and I figure that if I die, it’ll help my family identify the body.
As far as fat vs. thin - eh, everyone decorates (or doesn’t) their body for their own reasons. Those reasons aren’t any more or less valid than mine.
I have to admit that I do have somewhat of a bias - fat people don’t disgust me, but they do take up more visual space. And if I see a fat woman with a tattoo, I’m more likely to notice her weight and think, “Wow, I haven’t run since Monday. Maybe I’ll work out tonight,” than to think, “Who does that fat bitch think she is with that tattoo? It looks ridiculous!” In other words, I’m too busy with my own insecurities.
Go ahead, please, persist in your opinion that fat people with ink are gross and unappealing. That just means that the big, hot girls with the tough tattoos will be mine, all mine! Beth Ditto, call me!