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May 15, 2015 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Most plus-sized modeling hubbub is some bullshit around a chick with a typical co-ed winter body modeling designer wear and pretending it’s a significant breakthrough in women’s rights. Tess Holliday is different. She’s big big. Which means all the style magazines that actively promote anorexia need to overcompensate and laud the shit out of her courage. For Tess’ part, she just wants you to feel something when you see her in Spandex:
I think if someone doesn’t look at an image and feel something, you haven’t done your job. Whether it’s a negative or positive, it should evoke something in them.
Stellar strategy on her part. Win the Super Bowl or come in dead last place. That’s my job. I can’t really fail unless I go 8-8. Fuck, I’m the Chargers. Like other fat women trying to find something meaninful to say, Tess is out to redefine what it means to be a beautiful woman. The skinny girls kind of originally defined it and have done pretty well for themselves. Fat Gisele doesn’t make $30 mill a year.
There is no one way to be a woman, or to be beautiful. We all deserve a place.
The classic switcheroo between we all deserve to be treated decently and we all deserve professional modeling contracts. What else do we all deserve, because I could use a gold-plated urinal and a Masters green jacket. Your goal to redefine obesity as beautiful is counterproductive to the very women you’re claiming to want to help. At least Oprah got her crowd on yo-yo diets and gave them full-sized cars because she knows how bad fat women look in compacts. Drop 50, inspire others to save their lives. That’s beautiful. God bless fat America. Obamacare has you 60% covered. Some of you won’t be here next year..
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