I’m not trying to be hard on you, fashion magazines. It’s just that you seem to be indulging some weird phobia about putting a plus-sized woman on your cover in any circumstances other than a flapping tent or an extreme close-up.
I don’t know which is more gobsmacking to me -- the idea that someone out there carries this in her purse, or the idea that someone out there carries this in her purse because the five-pound version is too big to carry in her purse which means she actually owns TWO fat replicas.
The concentrated messaging the instant you walked through the door was that fat women could also be stylish and sexy, dammit, and if you didn't believe in the possibility of that, you were in the wrong store.
No one ever said to me, "Hey, I’m sorry I contributed to the development of a powerful self-loathing for basically all of your most formative years, which you would then have to spend the next decade unpacking!" No one ever acknowledged that this was a bad idea.