Marie Claire has done it again! After the article that rocked the food-blogging world (which was nasty, sneaky and unfair… and also made some very valid points that I am still thinking about) last month, the lady mag is back in fine foot-in-mouth form with a new article titled “Should Fatties Get a Room (Even on TV)?” that claims to explore whether programming starring happy fat people is “disturbing” and “implicitly promoting obesity.” Their unsurprising fashion-mag answer: yes and yes. (Which I find hilariously ironic considering their main complaint about the food bloggers is that they promote unhealthy ideals with their obsessive food restriction and exercise. Apparently you can’t win unless you spring forth from the womb perfectly formed.)
I don’t watch TV. If you didn’t know that explicitly you have probably guessed it from how culturally clueless I am. And yet I do remember one thing from hazy college TV-show obsessed days (Holla Felicity and America’s Next Top Model!) and that is this: You don’t mess with Sookie. Gilmore Girls was brilliant and not just because I couldn’t decide who I wanted to be more – Alexis Bledel or her “mom” Lauren Graham as they were both so witty and adorable. All of the characters on the show were funny, relatable and entertaining. One of the standouts on the show Sookie, played by Melissa McCarthy, who was a chef, a spitfire of a best friend and a comedienne in her own right. Oh and did I mention she was a bit chubby?
Well the (un-Kirstie Alley) fat actress has a new show out called “Mike & Molly” about an overweight couple who meets at Overeaters Anonymous and falls in love. Typical schlocky sitcom hijinks ensue and the show would probably have barely shown up on the radar if it were not for Marie Claire blogger Maura Kelly’s post on how a show featuring two obese people in love is disgusting. In her own words, “So anyway, yes, I think I’d be grossed out if I had to watch two characters with rolls and rolls of fat kissing each other … because I’d be grossed out if I had to watch them doing anything. To be brutally honest, even in real life, I find it aesthetically displeasing to watch a very, very fat person simply walk across a room – just like I’d find it distressing if I saw a very drunk person stumbling across a bar or a heroine addict slumping in a chair.”