Good Luck Chuck

Wow, it’s been nearly a year since my last post! It isn’t that I opted out of the FA movement, far from it, but I didn’t feel like I had much to add to what others have posted in their blogs. Until yesterday, that is.

Yesterday, as I stayed home sick with a cold, I decided to watch Good Luck Chuck on DVD (it was given to me by a friend). At first, I thought it was going to be your typical rom-com, but it wasn’t long before I realized that it was more of a bro-com (ie. fratboyish comedy).

Nonetheless, I continued watching despite the movie’s incessant sexism — all the women in the movie, except for Dane Cook’s black receptionist are young, pretty (as per societal standards), slim and white (yes, I include Jessica Alba in there because, despite of her latina background, she’s definitely treated as a white woman). I wasn’t too impressed with the film but I let it continue…

Until I got to the scene where the fat black receptionist (played by Ellia English) hit on Cook because he’s a good luck charm (ie. women who sleep with him meet the man of their lives afterwards). It was bad enough that she was portrayed as being desperate, although Cook’s reaction is at least redeemable when he gives in to her, but where the straw broke was in the following scene, when Cook’s buddy, played by Dan Fogler (himself on the fat side), reacted to the news thusly: “ewwwww, you *had sex* with her???”, as if that was such a perverted (or sick, or unthinkable) thing to do.

I couldn’t stand it, and I stopped the DVD, as I refused to continue watching it. I was getting a Shallow Hal vibe all of a sudden, in that the movie sends the message that being a fat man is no big deal, but being a fat woman (and black too?) is to be repulsive and unattractive. Yes, I know I’m reading a lot out of a broad comedy that doesn’t try to fly too high and that doesn’t hide its Maxim roots much under its coating of a rom-com, but still… Let’s just say that I’m not going to keep this DVD.

I got my copy of Lessons from the Fat-O-Sphere!

At last, I bought my copy of Lessons from the Fat-O-sphere yesterday, after being disappointed that they didn’t have it yet on the floor on Tuesday night. The interesting thing is that Chapters put the book in the Self-Help: Dieting section. I can’t figure out whether that’s annoying (and could be triggering for some) or simply subversive (someone looking for a dieting book might pick it up… or would they?).

It is a fat acceptance 101 book, so obviously, its target reader isn’t me, who’ve been involved in the FA movement for 10 years. This being said, it still is a great read, and always good to refer to on blah days that we all have. Besides, for me, it goes beyond the book is useful or not to me. Buying it sends a message out that we are a worthwhile readership, that we want book about fat acceptance. In any case, kudos to Kate and Marianne. Your book definitely has its place on my shelf of reference FA books (incidentally, one OOP book missing from the bibliography is Hanne Blank’s Big Big Love!).

Still waiting for Lessons from the Fat-o-sphere

The book came out a week ago, as most people in the fatosphere knows (especially readers of Kate Harding and The Rotund). Well, I’ve been wanting to buy it from Chapters/Indigo, since there’s both a Chapters and an Indigo bookstore close to work. Only problem: the only store in the chain to have received the book so far in the Montreal area is the Pointe-Claire store, which is located deep in the suburbs. Of course, I could take a nice, long bus ride out to Pointe-Claire for the book, but I’d much rather buy it downtown. Why Chapters/Indigo specifically? Well, for starters there aren’t many English-language bookstores in Montreal. And more importantly: I have an iRewards card, which means an automatic discount on my purchase.

In any case, I called the Indigo store last Friday and I was told that 2 copies are being ordered and that they should be in any day. Result: I end up checking the Chapters website several times a day to see if the book is in…

While shopping…

It’s been a while since I last posted. Work has been rather crazy lately, plus I hadn’t had much to write about (I’m not one to update a blog just for the sake of posting).

On Saturday, I went shopping. I was wearing my old skater shoes, which are comfy… provided I don’t walk for too long. It just so happened that we went to an outdoors clothing store since Eric wanted to buy some pants for the summer. While I was waiting for him to try on the pairs he had chosen, I started looking at the shoes. There was a sale and even better: the store also covered both sales taxes that weekend! So I asked the sales clerk for shoes and as she was looking for pairs for me to try, I quipped about how I wasn’t going to bother asking about clothes. Well, she replied about this store called Sportive Plus that sold plus-sized outdoors clothes (of which I have heard of before). Sure, it would have been great if the store I was in actually had clothes my size, but I think I had the second best possible outcome: a sales clerk who, although petite and all, knew about an alternative store to recommend without being snooty about it.

The other sales clerks there were friendly too. So, even though this store isn’t the place for me to go to get actual clothes, at least for shoes and outdoors accessories it’s worth it.

Another semester of aquagym begins…

Last week, I started another semester of aquagym, still at the same pool located not too far from my home. Once again, we changed teachers (they seem to change ever semester) — this time, the Tuesday night teacher is a BBW. Not a slightly chubby athletic girl, but a true-blue BBW.

It’s her first semester teaching aquagym, but so far she’s not doing a bad job at all (I do find she goes a bit fast, but that’s about the only criticism I have). What’s great is that no one seemed to bat an eye when it turned out that she was the teacher (you know, the knee-jerk “who are you and where is the teacher?”).

one thing’s for sure: she could be one of the poster girls for HAES. She kicks ass as she is! :D

The queen of tube sliding

Yesterday, I went up north with my friends to go tube sliding on a mountain. It was a great day, not too cold but cold enough for the snow to be well tapped. Unfortunately, the so-called extreme slopes weren’t so extreme (I was hoping for jumps that would have led to tons of bruises on my body) but it was still a ton of fun, alone or together (there were 5 of us and sliding group limit was 4). No matter what, I was always the one who went furthest (and fast too!).  I knew there was an advantage to being fat! :P And there weren’t a ton of people, so usually we had little to no waiting time.

And I forgot how physical sliding can be — not the actual sliding part, but the part where you walk back to the lift. There were two types of lifts open: one where you sit on a tube that’s hooked on a cable lift, which pulls you up the slope, and a treadmill that brought you up. So, from 1pm till 5pm, we were like a bunch of kids without a care in the world. Thank goodness we all wore good boots and snow pants, and even that didn’t prevent us from getting wet like a dog. Afterwards, we went out for dinner at a BBQ chicken restaurant and we ate like kings and queens.

A doctor’s visit that went well…

Today, I went to the gyn for my yearly PAP test, which I must undergo in order to renew my prescription for the Pill. I’ve been going through this since 1996, but every year, the appointment fills me with dread. I have no problem with the test itself, it’s something pretty quick and not actually painful. However, I’ve always been weary of doctors being judgmental or talking about my weight.

So, after been greeted by a BBW nurse who I’ve seen before, I waited for the doctor to come. A young medecine student (an in-betweener BBW) came in to ask basic questions about my period and other relevant matters. Then, the doctor came in and did the pelvic exam (as he described the procedure to the student, the only comment he made about my weight, and it was rather neutral, was that my vagina was well-padded, which wasn’t intended to me but to the student doctor, as he told her about how to access the cervix). Nothing else. No sermon about my weight, no pestering about anything that wasn’t related to my genitals.

Basically, it was one of the best visits I’ve had for the Pap test in nearly 15 years. Since I hadn’t had lunch but had to go back to work, I stopped on the way back to this Thai restaurant I like and ordered cashew chicken stirfry on rice to-go with a can of coconut juice.

BBW of the week: Isabel Sanford

One BBW that I absolutely adore is Isabel Sanford. I never used to watch The Jeffersons, but I discovered that series when it came out on DVD a few years ago, and just fell in love with that series. I don’t care for George Jefferson and his reversed racism, but the other characters make up for him, in particular the character of Louise or Weezy, played by Isabel Sanford.

She’s simply wonderful. She’s smart and no-nonsense, and she’s just beautiful. I love how she’s self-confident and sassy in her own way. In real life, she was an anonymous philathropist until the end of her life, giving to charity not for the recognition but because she had a heart of gold. Incidentally, as pointed out before, she was 20 years older than Sherman Hemsley, who played George…

Here’s an episode that I watched recently, called Louise’s Daughter (it’s broken down in 3 parts; start with the top file). Toward the end of the episode, the young lady says that Louise is beautiful, and I couldn’t agree more.

Gearing up for winter

I recently went shopping for winter clothes. First, bought some Merrell winter boots, on sale at $100 (reg. price: $150). They look like hiking boots and are grey with a touch of lilac.

I then proceeded with the search for a decent winter coat. I always bought my coats at Addition-Elle, but I have to admit that the quality isn’t great for the price. When I found out that Columbia made some coats in plus-size, I decided that it was time to buy a Columbia jacket once again (I bought my only Columbia coat in 1994 or so).

Since there aren’t any Columbia Sportswear outlets in Montreal, I searched at the next logical place: the Sports Experts chain of stores, which do sometimes carry some plus-size sports clothes. Went to one store — no plus-size clothes there. After making some calls to find which stores do carry bigger sizes, went to another franchise that was supposed to have them. No success, and the salesgirls’ attitude pissed me off (what’s the message here? fat girls can’t like sports?). Finally, went to a third store that did have one jacket in plus size. It was size 1x, which was too small, but the employees there were really nice and ordered the 2x version from another store. When the coat came, it fit perfectly (unfortunately, it’s not loose enough to include a sweater underneath…). The coat did cost me $300 with taxes, but thanks to a promo, I received a $50 gift card usable in that franchise only, which I will use to buy a good winter hat, and something else (maybe a good scarf). I really don’t mind for that store restriction, since I’m inclined to return there after the great service I received.

When you think of it, it’s just frustrating to need to do so much search in order to find a good-quality winter coat when you’re fat. It’s not because I’m fat that I won’t freeze when it gets cold, you know…

I will post pics of my purchases later, but in the meantime, here’s what the jacket looks like (it’s a three-in-one model):

Swimsuit issue solved!

Well, after all, I will not buy my next swimsuit at Addition-Elle and it won’t be Roots brand. It will be a TYR model made for aquagym (the model I’m looking at goes up to size 20, which is my size, but if they’re sold out of all three colors in my size, there are two other model that I can choose from, including one that goes up to size 26 but has a stomach panel, which I don’t care for. It also means that if Tyr’s sizing is on the small side, I have another option).

The store that sells them is located not too far from my home and the price is pretty decent: $60 per suit. I’ll buy it Saturday so I’ll have a new suit for my next class, which is next Tuesday.

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