BIG, BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL
by maļa
Right outside the front window (my windshield), standing by the truck I parked behind, is a "behind" of heroic proportions. Clad in black cotton baggie shorts and matching tank top, it and the rest of the body to which it's attached, are what the women's wear catalogs politely call "Queen Size"...'n then some! Flowing down the ample back of that full figure, half hiding the bulk of its sizable sitter, is a mass of gorgeous, deep chestnut hair. A fall of healthy, rich tresses any shampoo company would kill to acquire the rights to.
From the opposite direction, the face one sees framed by that magnificent mane, is more than a bit strong-and very attractive. All in all, making the woman who carries her "queen-sized" self so assuredly it could easily be described as "regal," an arresting sight, indeed. Worth a second look-or third-by any of either sex who appreciates looking at pretty things. This is the umpteenth super-large and lovely-to-look-at female I've come across in just the last few days! What's going on?
It's Labor Day Weekend, so folks of all economic, educational and ethnic persuasions are out here (the shore of Lake Superior-a coincidence???) having one last summer fling. And in campgrounds, at rest stops, gas stations and tourist info centers, I'm seeing practically nothing but what I once would've called "fat" women. And girls. All ages apply. There's an awful lot of guys and boys from tot to teen ages, too, but that's another story. None of them look good in blubber. So many of the gals do, that I almost can't believe what I'm seeing. Well, of course I believe my eyes-they don't lie. The phenomenon is quite a surprise, though.
The group of horseback riders (!) this one is traveling with, includes at least three others from about 18-20, to 30's or early 40's, who are also tubby to obese. The rest of their fellow horsepersons-4 or 5 more-are "normal" to skinny-sized, so this can't be just some pudgy peoples' club. While I have to pity the poor, heavily-burdened oat-burners, I must applaud these women of size for their courage and grit.
None, it seemed, were going to let their excess keep them from doing whatever their little hearts desired. Knowing how hard it is to get my merely 15-20-pounds-over-weight bod up in the cab of my own conveyance, I can only imagine how tough a haul it is to get theirs up and down to get in and out of the saddle. I'd pass.
This, and all the other L and XL and XXL ladies I keep seeing everywhere, is making me rethink the whole subject of female size and shape. When I consider the configuration of the earliest-ever worshiped humans, as indicated by statues found at the world's oldest sanctuary sites, I wonder if we've had things backside-backwards for an awful long time now. You see, those revered ones were women, first of all and second, they were humongous women. Shaped, in fact, just like all those gals who're popping up all over the place these days. Hell, even I'm getting close!
It's really weird. Things're changing and I'm not sure if all of you out there have noticed and I've been blind in one eye with the other closed, or vice versa. 'Nother thing is, these big mamas seem to be pretty healthy. I mean, no obvious wheezing and so on, indicating that weight is a handicap of any kind. What's more, they look happy ("fat and happy"-remember?) and most even have hubbies, boyfriends, lovers or what-have-you tagging along, looking like theyre glad to be there. Many of their men are even built like studly-do-rights, for heaven's sake! This seems to be the real human race out here, guys. The fake slimbodies we're fed a full diet of by the media, just aren't out here living in America-nor Canada, either. Or Mexico, for that matter.
Is this a new "old" thing? Or a continuing "true" thing that public lying has been hiding from our view? Whatever it is, I can tell you that a conspiracy of massive proportions just had its cover blown. Roseanne...please accept my abject apology. Rosie... stay just as your are. Oprah... for cryssakes' gal, let your body decide what shape it's supposed to be! He'll love you anyway, and everyone else already does. The devil take the diet-pushers and pill-producers and devious doctors' mumbo-jumboing about heart attacks. It's them-the men-who drop dead from fatty, over-weighted hearts, not us! Ours were made to take the strain of being women-no easy job. Take a look at the mother-goddesses from our human beginnings. And N0, theyre not just "fertility figures," guy!. Big was not merely beautiful then... it was powerful. For us girls, anyway.
