World’s Fattest Woman…why?
March 15, 2010
On the heels of Jessica Simpson’s new show “The Price of Beauty” where she retaliates against the media for calling her fat last year (when she claimed to be at her biggest – a whopping size 6- puh-leez) this story pops up in the NY Post. A woman actually attempting to be 1200lbs and become the world’s fattest woman (click or scroll down for article). She lives in New Jersey! Which was only ranked 40 on 2008′s listing of the fattest states in the USA. I really don’t know what to make of this. Should I be disgusted that she is eating 12,000 calories a day – ok yes. But on what point shall I be disgusted?
1. There are people in the world with no food to eat -at all- and she is eating 600% more than the daily allowance
2. She has no regard for her health, or the health care needs she will have when reaching 1200lbs. P period S period: who is paying for this?
3. She has a daughter who reportedly keeps her thin (she’s at 600lbs now) because she runs around so much and has to be looked after. This poor daughter has to watch her mother get around in a motorized chair because she CAN”T WALK.
4. Currently, she CAN”T WALK.
5. She supports herself with a website where men pay to watch her eat. That’s right, men are paying to watch her eat out of some sexual deviancy that only our fat-obsessed culture could create.
Read it for yourself and then you decide, do I really need that jar of Nutella in my house?
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NJ woman attempting to become world’s fattest lady
By CLEMENTE LISI
Supersize me, please.
A New Jersey woman who already weighs a whopping 600 pounds is on a mission to double her girth in a bid to become the world’s fattest woman.
Donna Simpson, 42, said she has her sights on reaching the 1,000-pound mark over the next two years.
PHOTOS: DONNA SIMPSON GUNNING TO BE WORLD’S FATTEST LADY
“My favorite food is sushi, but unlike others I can sit and eat 70 big pieces of sushi in one go,” she told London’s Daily Mail in an interview published today. “I do love cakes and sweet things, doughnuts are my favorite.”
Simpson insists she is healthy, even though she can’t walk and has to move around with the help of a motorized scooter.
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Simpson, who wears XXXXXXXL dresses, said she gobbles up lots of fast food like hamburgers and french fries. She also said she moves as little as possible each day in order to keep on the pounds.
To reach her goal, Simpson said she’s been eating up to 12,000 calories a day — although the average woman should only consume about 2,000.
To pay for her gigantic $750-a-week food bill, Simpson runs a Web site where men pay her to watch her eat.
“I love eating and people love watching me eat,’ she told the British newspaper. “It makes people happy, and I’m not harming anyone.”
Simpson already holds the Guinness World Record as the world’s fattest mother, when she gave birth in 2007 to her daughter Jacqueline.
“I’d love to be 1,000 pounds,” said Simpson. “It might be hard though. Running after my daughter keeps my weight down.”
Simpson said her boyfriend Philippe, 49, has encouraged her to eat more — even though he only weighs 150 pounds.
“I think he’d like it if I was bigger,” she added. “He’s a real belly man, and completely supports me.”
The Death of Facebook.
October 22, 2009
Yes, I did it. I deactivated my facebook account. I’m not the first, certainly not the last to do it. I’ve freed myself from the social networking chains that I’ve held onto for almost 2 years.
I owe facebook a debt of gratitude because it was some poorly placed photos of me on f’book that actually led me to begin my weight loss journey back in February of 2008. I saw my huge belly hanging over a pair of already size 14 jeans, my full face, and decided, I could no longer live this way. I signed up for Weight Watchers immediately.
But since then, facebook has become this albatross hanging around my neck. I don’t want to be friends with everyone I went to high school with, or elementary school with, or work with, or people I barely even know. I realize that this might sound terrible of me, because, I admit, there is a part of me that wants to know what happened to so-and-so and reconnect with my long lost buddies from Carey High. I got to do that with a few people, but there were also plenty of people who’s names I didn’t recall and some who I wondered, “how do THEY remember ME?” Geez. My friend list grew to over 400 people including my parents, my 16 year old sister (I never could understand any of her posts) and countless former classmates who now regaled me with their stories of hating work, having babies, and getting married. Snore.
I think my favorite thing about no longer being on f’book is that I don’t have to report on my life anymore. I don’t have to post “sitting on the couch with my baby watching the Yankee game”, which, let’s admit, sounds pretty lame. If I read a post like that I’d dream up an entire story of that person’s life (because remember, I don’t really “know” the person anymore) and how totally gay it is that she’s sitting at home watching a game with her “baby” (again, lame) and has totally lost her sense of self in a relationship with some Yankee fan. Meanwhile, I am actually sitting on my couch with my husband watching the Yankees game. Judge away.
I’ve been thinking a lot about deactivating f’book because I had a few shitty experiences on there that I figured I didn’t need in my life. Being “defriended”, finding out intimate details about an ex-boyfriend and just the general complaining that was going on there, was just too much negativity for me to sign up for.
The one good thing about f’book is that it helped me launch this blog and get plenty of readers for it. For that and the fat pictures of me, I’m grateful.
But I can’t read another post about how much “you fucking hate law school” or how much “you miss your husband when he’s away on business trips” or how “your fantasy football team RULZ”.
I don’t want to report on my life, I want to go out and live it. I don’t want to have 400 “friends” peering into my wedding pictures and monitoring how fat/skinny I am. I want to have good friends who I actually see and speak to. Is this too much to ask in our cyber saturated age?
I guess the bottom line/truth is, it was too painful to look at f’book some times. I’ll admit, there was something in my life that I wanted really bad and I didn’t get it. There are always these kinds of things we want and feel we deserve but for some reason the universe doesn’t allow us to have. This was one of them. I was devastated, hurt and confused. But in that haze of pain the one thing that was clear to me was that I don’t need to read about other people’s dissatisfaction with their lives as part of my daily news anymore. I especially don’t want to read about the thing that I wanted but didn’t get. So perhaps, I’m selfish and not really “taking a stand” here, but this is my life and I have to take it seriously and do some self-preservation here. I’m strong, I’m resilient and I’ll bounce back, of course. But in those moments of fragility when I’m holding a brick of cheese and a brownie and deciding which to eat first, I really have to think to myself, “am I surrounding myself with the things that are going to make me successful?” The answer was, no.
So goodbye f’book. I’ve enjoyed stalking people and looking at some hideous wedding pictures on you, but I’d decided to move on and fill my life with more positive status updates.
Now I’m going to ask my hubby to post this on his facebook profile so someone will actually read it. Call me what you will.
The Problem with 90210
September 21, 2009
The way I see it, there are 2 problems with the new 90210.
1) Rob Estes is the hottest guy and he plays THE DAD! No one was lusting after James Eckhouse last go around, am I right?
2) These girls are too. damn. skinny.
Granted, the previous version of 90210 – “Beverly Hills, 90210″ had the super skinny Tori Spelling, but there was also Gabrielle Carteris (Andrea Zuckerman) to balance out the mix. This time all the girls look the same. Bean poles with big hair! Do they think the big hair balances out the fact that they are grossly underweight?
It makes me think of Friends, around season 3 or 4 when Jennifer Aniston tried to be as skinny as Courtney Cox and ended up looking like a scarecrow with boobs. As an actress and someone who struggles with weight issues, I can sympathize that watching yourself on screen can be torture. I remember looking at pictures from my engagement party and being MORTIFIED at how big I was. The day of the party I didn’t realize I was so huge, but then the hundreds of pictures showed me (from many angles) looking like a Thanksgiving float! I obsessed over those pictures for weeks. I thought of what I should have done to lose weight before hand. Of course, it was too late. That was in September of 2007…it took me until February of 2008 to join Weight Watchers and get my weight under control. Five months of looking at those horrible pictures and feeling bad about myself. It was horrible, and yet, I kept eating. Unfortunately, the pictures upset me when they should remind me of a very happy day in my life. It’s sad.
Now, I consider myself the “average” American woman. I wear a size 10. I am medically “overweight”. And I worry about my weight every day (which also seems to be a requirement). These women on television are NOT the average woman at all. Which, of course, we know when we watch them. But does it make it any easier to not compare yourselves to them? I look at thos 90210 girls and I shudder to thing at what other 16 year old girls are thinking when they watch. Knowing that in 2009 there are more overweight and obese children THAN EVER, we have to acknowledge that many of the girls watching 90210 are struggling with weight issues. The skinny-ness portrayed by the 90210 cast is so unattainable and unrealistic that any girl watching must feel like a hopeless cow.
How is this helping the obesity problem in America?
I felt like a fat fuck for FIVE MONTHS before taking action because of those damn pictures. Are these girls going to be able to make the jump from “miserably fat” to “losing weight” like I did? Or are we just too lazy?
I know this is such a clichè, but wasn’t Marilyn Monroe a size 14? Can’t we get back a healthy image of an American woman on TV, instead of these ridiculous extremes? The super skinny and the fat girls. Who is representing me on tv? Who is a size 10?
Plus, I’m such a product of the media environment…I just realized I was watching Amy Poehler and judging her for being heavier than she was before her pregnancy. Shame on me! She looks fine! She looks HEALTHY!
So here’s my call to action to Hollywood, the media, casting directors and everyone who judges celebrities: ”Bring back the average size woman on TV/Film. We need to see her so we can rebuild a healthy America.”
